Hi could I have an imagine where reader and there boyfriend Sam are watching one of readers shows (teen wolf) and she talks about how cute the wolves are. And he gets jealous and fluff at the end :) love your writing
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Thank you so much for saying that! I’m so sorry that it’s taken me so long to write this, but I’ve been pretty busy. Also, I had to ask one of my friends what Teen Wolf is about because I’ve never actually watched it. But even so, Dylan O'Brien! Need I say more?
Anyway, I hope this was worth the wait!
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“Hey, Y/N,” Sam said as he walked into your room in the bunker.
“Shh! My show is on!”
“What show is that?” Sam asked as he came and sat next to you.
“Teen Wolf,” you replied distractedly, your attention drawn to the screen.
“What’s it -” Sam began.
You waved him off. “I’ll explain in the ad break.”
A minute later, you turned to Sam. “Alright, the ads are on. What do you want to know?”
“Well, what’s the show about?”
“Okay, so there’s this guy called Scott and he gets bitten and becomes a werewolf. And then he gets good at sport, gets a girlfriend, all that sort of thing. But then he gets pulled into the dangerous side of being a werewolf. You know, shifting, people getting hurt. The sort of stuff we deal with,” you explained. “Oh! It’s back on!”
You sighed happily as Stiles appeared on the screen.
“What was that for?” Sam asked.
“I love Stiles. I mean, Dylan O'Brien is just so hot!” you exclaimed.
“Oh,” Sam responded, focussing his attention back on the screen.
When the next ad break came on, you turned so that you were facing Sam.
“Alright, what’s going on?”
“What do you mean?” Sam asked.
“I mean you haven’t spoken since the last ads. And whilst I appreciate the fact that you’ve been letting me listen to the show, this isn’t like you, Sam,” you explained. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. It’s just… Don’t worry about it. It’s stupid.”
“No, Sam. If something’s upsetting you, then it’s definitely not stupid,” you assured him.
“It’s just…it’s what you said about that Stiles guy,” Sam muttered.
You burst out laughing. “Is that what this is about?”
Sam looked down, a dark red painted onto his cheeks.
“Oh,” you said, your laughter cutting off. “You’re serious.”
Sam still hadn’t looked back up.
“Sammy,” you began. “Sam. Look at me.”
He raised his head.
“Are you jealous?” you asked softly.
Sam didn’t say anything. He didn’t have to.
“Sammy…” you murmured. “You do know that Stiles is fictional, right? He’s just a character on a TV show! A great character, sure, but a character just the same. And even if he was real, I’d still prefer you. I love you, Sam.”
A sheepish smile spread across Sam’s face.
“I’m an idiot, aren’t I?” he asked.
“Yes,” you replied. “But you’re my idiot,” you added, tucking yourself into his side as Teen Wolf came back on.
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