preferences ( teen wolf . )

S C O T T

You were staying over at Scott's house but you forgot some underwear and all the underwear Scott had of yours had large rips in them from Scott and his damn werewolf strength and claws. You groaned before getting up hoping Scott didn't notice your absence from bed because then he would pull you back into his arms and not let you leave until he wanted to wake up. You quickly tiptoed to the bathroom and took a shower, once out you put on the pair of Scott's boxers you stole on your way to the bathroom. You put them on before putting on Scott's lacrosse jersey. You knew Melissa wasn't there due to her early shift at the hospital so you went into the kitchen and started making breakfast. You settled on pancakes and began cooking them. You were halfway though cooking the first batch when a pair of arms sneaked around your waist.

"Mmm that smells nice." Scott mumbled into your shoulder before pressing a few kisses to it and on your neck.

"I'm glad and now get off of me so I can finish cooking." You said and Scott chuckled in the crook of your neck sending vibrations up and down your body.

"I like your top you should wear my jersey more. often" Scott said placing a few more kisses to your neck. He hadn't noticed you were wearing his boxers due to how long the jersey was on you. Scott continued to kiss your neck his hands raoming your body until they came down to bottom of your back. His hands came down to your ass cupping them and he felt the material, it was familiar too familiar.

"Are you wearing my boxers?"Scott asked and you smirked.

"Why don't you take them off and you can see?" You challeneged with a huge smirk.

Let's just say the pancakes got burnt and Scott found out whethe the underwear was his or not.

S T I L E S

Stiles' Jeep broke down again and you weren't happy because it meant that you had to get under the hood and help him. You weren't exactly a mechanic so you had no idea what you were doing but Stiles being Stiles refused to get under and look at the cause of the problem so you were stuck. You wanted to get home quick so you knew you were going to have to suck it up and pretend to know what you were doing.

You had no clue what you were doing so it resulted in you getting oil all down the white t-shirt you were wearing. Normally you wouldn't have been so angry but because you were a white thin t-shirt you could feel the oil seep through onto your skin.

"Stiles?" You asked getting out from beneath the car.

"Yeah." Stiles responded before he looked down at your oil covered chest.

"I need a new shirt." You said and Stiles looked at you before swiftly removing the flannel he was wearing over a plain back top.

"Here you go." Stiles said handing you the flannel. You looked around making sure that no one was lurking around in the shadows before removing your now destroyed white top and replacing it with Stiles flannel. Stiles looked at you shocked before shrugging as he took in just how good you looked in his shirt.

"You look hot in my shirt, you can keep it." Stiles said placing a kiss to your cheek before getting back in the Jeep.

You weren't good with cars so you ended up having to call for help.

I S A  A C

Isaac was dead as far as you were concerned the stupid idiot stole all of your clothes whilst you were having a shower and now he had locked himself in the bathroom refusing to come out due to your many murder threats. You were fuming but then you looked into the corner of his room where a pile of clothes stood tall. You smirked before grabbing a pair of his boxers and a bra of yours he stole from you and kept in his drawers. You put them on admiring just how comfy his boxers were, you thought about stealing them all which you did, you took his boxers and stashed them in your overnight bag just as Isaac came out from the bathroom.

"Don't you look sexy in my boxers and just your bra baby." Isaac said coming up behind you and leaving a lover bite on your neck. He nibbled on your ear as his hands came down to the waistband of yours (his) boxers.

"All for you." You said and Isaac growled in appreciation before placing a small bite on your neck and then kissing over the spot.

"I'm gonna get in the shower and when I get out I expect you look exactly like this but with less clothes." Isaac said winking at you. As he left he slapped your ass before walking into the shower.

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"Y/N where the fuck are my boxers?" Isaac shouted but you didn't hear because you were long gone.

D  E R E K

Derek's leather jacket stood right infront of you, you were cleaning out your joint closet when you came across it. You spent 20 minutes deciding whether or not it was a good idea to to even look at let alone touch it. Then you spent a further 15 minutes picturing just how hot Derek looks in it and then 10 minutes just taking it off it's hanger.

You smirked as you held it in your fingers, you brought it up to your nose loving how it smelt of Derek is cologne mixed with something else that just smelt like heaven to you. You put the jacket on and then found a pair of his favourite aviator sunglasses inspecting yourself in the mirror you really thought you looked hot. His jacket was three times bigger than your actual size so it was extremely baggy on you which didn't look right but you didn't care.

You were checking yourself out in the mirror for the tenth time when you heard someone cough from behind you. You turned around to met with Derek who was smirking at you, he thought you looked incredibly cute in his jacket and sunglasses.

"Don't you look adorable." Derek said as he pulled you in for a hug.

"What can I say it's a gift." You said flipping your hair. Derek chuckled before planting a sweet kiss to your forehead.

L I A M

It was meant to be a bit of harmless fun but because Liam is Liam he made it into a competition. You were having on little water balloon fight which Liam turned into a war. He hid waiting for you and when you suspected it the least he attacked drenching you in cold water earning a loud shriek from you.

You were at Liam's house so you had no other clothes to change into which meant that you were forced to where Liam's clothes. You didn't want to be dressed head to toe in his clothes so you settled with his rather baggy Lacrosse jersey. You put it on and snuggled up in Liam's bed waiting for him. When he got in he didn't notice at first but then you got up to get a drink and when you came back he was staring at you.

"What?" You asked with a raised brow.

"Nothing it's just you start wearing my clothes more often." Liam said with a small smirk which you just laughed off before snuggling up in bed next to him.