#dylan o’brien imagines
A disgusted expression appeared in Stiles’s face as he watched how his younger sister didn’t separate from that lacrosse boy’s lips. He could barely understand that you had a certain age and you were very pretty, so he obviously knew that you would have boyfriend sooner or later, but he didn’t think the same way after minutes and minutes of seeing lovey dovey everywhere.
“Stiles, can you stop keeping your gaze fixed to your sister, please? This is kind oppressive for her!” Lydia said in an attempt to help you; since the readhead and Stiles had got so close, you and her did aswell.
“I’ll when she separates from those clingy lips.”
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