“you’re not going to like what happens if you point that gun at her.” Parrish said.
the masked guy laughed, pulling a second gun which he then pointed at you. Parrish’s eyes began to glow. you were seemingly the one thing Parrish and his ‘alter ego’ could agree on and neither would let anything hurt you.
his eyes followed you. he could deal with not talking to you that much and not smiling at you that often but he couldn’t stop his eyes. he couldn’t.
“so you um… you look at Y/N a lot, is there something going on there?” Stiles said, leaning next to Parrish.
“no. yes. i…” Parrish sighed, “is it that obvious?”
“everyone else told me not to bring it up with you but yes, 100%.”
“do you have any sweats?” you asked, standing in the doorway to his room in a giant crew neck you had found on a chair in his room.
he turned to look at you, eyes scanning you, he looked dumbfounded for a few moments before he seemed to snap out of it, “yeah in the dresser, i’ll show you.”
“yeah i just, i know you said i could help myself to anything but it felt weird going through your stuff.” you said as he opened one of the drawers and pulled out some sweatpants.
he laughed, “yeah its no worries, you can crash here any time you want, feel free to anything you need.” he flashed that adorable smile and you grinned, scrunching your hands up in the long sleeves of the crew neck.
“i really dont want to interrupt-”
“im not doing anything, was just going to watch a movie.” he said, “besides, can’t let you go out after being chased through the streets by a rogue werewolf. probably best if you stay here tonight, i’ll take the floor.”
“you dont have to.”
-meeting him with the pack
-every time you meet at a pack thing you notice he stands closer and closer to you until one day he’s shoulder to shoulder with you
-he’s kind of shy about starting a conversation with you but once he does he cant stop smiling and the conversation is super easy
-him finally asking you for coffee after a pack thing
-the pack noticing you two always seem to sneak away together
-Stiles and Scott would totally ambush you one day after a meeting. like you and Jordan would go get coffee and both would just sit down next to the two of you and are like “we knew it”
-after that everyone would know you and Jordan are an item
-so he’d be like “people are saying we’re a thing… are we?” and there would be some awkwardness and then he’d just state, “i want you to be my girlfriend. officially.”
-then it would be 100% power couple mode activated
-driving together
-holding hands
-him knowing your coffee order
-dates 24/7
-working out with him if you wanted. or just watching. he’s fine with that
-the pack would know if the two of you were with them, you’d stick together and they’d have to send you as a team
-just being so overly happy together everyone is jealous
-he carries you around
-and even the Hellhound side of him recognizes you and protects you
-you’re both just so… smiley about everything when you’re around each other
-Jordan is not the type to pick fights. ever. if anything is an issue you talk about it and both work to fix it
-he has a thing for playing with your hair
-watching movies late at night and you fall asleep on his chest so he carries you to bed
-calling him “dimples” and “baby”… “deputy”
-he’d call you “princess” or “babe”
-sometimes you’d both come up with super squishy names like ‘cupcake’ to annoy the pack
-i think he’d be pretty clingy but when you find someone you love, thats just how it goes sometimes doesnt it?
he stared at you with those glowing eyes but still let you take his hand and lead him from the woods. his eyes glowed until the moment you sat him into the car, then he seemed to awaken, “Y/N?”
“you’re okay, i found you in the forrest and you let me lead you here.”
“but… but that part of me has no control. when im a hellhound no one can get through to me.”
“well i guess the hellhound side of you likes me.” you joked.
but Jordan smiled, “maybe.”
you were in a police car, him in the driver seat with his shirt off as you tended to the wound on his chest, it was done by some herb oil weapon that wasnt healing. the radio was playing in the background and Jordan turned it up, wincing at the movement.
Elvis Presley’s “cant help falling in love” was playing. you looked at Jordan, he blushed a little, “i like this song.”
“so now i think i’ve accidentally made every guy i’ve met since i arrived here fall in love with me.”
Lydia laughed, “well it could be a lot worse.”
“we know you’re the enemy, now the real question is, are your significant others the enemy as well?” one hunter grinned, “like you Deputy. we all know about your pretty little girlfriend. no need to drag her into this.”
“the tough thing is,” Jordan’s eyes began to glow, “you just did.”
he stopped, his entire body buzzing with energy… and then his eyes caught sight of you. you were glowing, literally and figuratively.
you were stunning. and an aura of fire surrounded you. he felt connected to you immediately. he just knew that you were there for him. in that moment his heart beat harder in his chest, then you smiled… and it nearly stopped.
his eyes kept drifting to you. you were waiting for Stiles to be done talking to the police guy. but it was taking a while since Jordan (AKA police guy) was paying more attention to you than Stiles. after about five minutes of this Stiles sighed, “ok, her name is Y/N. she’s my friend. shes nice. just talk to her.”
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