«Teen Wolf». Imagines & One Shots

Imagine you were Isaac Lahey's girlfriend. *** "Oh, my God," you whispered as you followed Scott into the room. Staring at Isaac with all your eyes, you carefully walked to his bunk and gently took his hand. A barely audible sigh of pain escaped from his lips, and you, frightened, turned to Scott and Allison, who were standing behind you. "Is there any way to help him? How did this even happen?" "Electric wire and water," Scott explained briefly, and bright pictures immediately flashed in your head — variants of what could have happened (and probably what did happen). Scott walked around the cot and silently took Isaac's other hand, pulling out all the pain. Black veins bulged on his arm, but he was silent and tried to breathe evenly, although at some moments it was clear that he was probably pulling too much for one werewolf and he needed someone else to help a little. You immediately touched Isaac's other hand, thinking feverishly. "How is it done? "you looked at McCall, but his eyes were closed. "Focus on the fact that you want to take away his pain," Scott explained on an exhale, without opening his eyes. You did everything as he said and felt how someone else's pain smoothly flows into your body and fills every cell with itself, as it fills you completely. And now you were afraid to even move, it seemed that all of Isaac's pain would fall on you in a wave if you tried to move. When you heard that Isaac breathed more freely, you smiled. After exchanging glances with Scott, you asked: "And now we are waiting for his body to start regeneration?" "Preferably," McCall replied, not taking his gaze off Isaac. Noticing that his wounds were slowly healing, Scott nodded to you and Allison. "Can I stay?" you asked suddenly. "You'd better check with my mom," Scott smiled gently, putting his arm around your shoulders. * When Isaac woke up, you were sitting by his bed, holding his hand.