[first sight]
He knew he would love you, would protect you, would adore you from the first sight, from the first meeting of your eyes upon his.
He barely remembers anything around him except for you, and your smiling face. You were laughing at something a friend had said, and he was sure that there wasn't anyone as beautiful as you in the entire world. His heart started thump thump thumping in his chest, going overtime. He could feel his vision going blurry in the corners of his eyes, and yet hypersensitive to the sight of you. His skin felt like it was on fire, and he was reminded of the days he laid on his bed in agony as he turned into a werewolf. Except this time, it was a different kind of burning.
Almost like a flush from someone saying something embarrassingly sweet. Or a flush from someone saying something sinful. And that's how he felt, the whole time the two of you were looking at each other. It was so weird how the half-a-second meeting of the eyes could make Seth feel like a sinner and you were the angel sent to clear the dirtiness away. It was if the very sight of you was cleansy and addicting, like he was becoming the best form of himself, the peak form of happiness.
It was also weird - the myriad of emotions and sensations he felt. He had peaked into his packmates' minds before, those who had met their Imprint, and he had seen what they went through. What they didn't show was something that felt animalistic in nature. Maybe it was because he was so mellow-tempered that the "wolf-gods" or something decided to bless Seth with a metaphorical and almost literal raging hard-on. Maybe it was because he was older, much older than his friends than when they had met their imprints, making it so that his desires were different from the typical pathways imprints took. Because he didn't feel the desire to simply be your friend.
Oh, no. For the first time in his life Seth truly knew what it felt like to ache with desire. The werewolf inside of him was screaming to be unleashed, howling at Seth to go over there and grab you and pin you down and devour you and mate mate mate mate until everyone leaves and growl at anyone who even looks at you. He wanted to make you cum harder than you ever had before, make you scream his name, making his wolf howl in approval -
Seth snapped out of it when he saw you lurching your chair back, standing up from your seat in the coffee shop to head over to -him? His heart picked up even more in speed, and for a split second he feared he would go into cardiac arrest.
He watched as you placed your hand on the chair in front of him, smiling invitingly before sitting down. "Hi," you say cheerfully. God, your voice was like a song. He could imagine listening to you babble about something you love while he runs his fingers through your hair, holding you close. His skin flushes. He's positive he looks like a tomato.
"H-Hi!" he says, way too loudly. Nice one, Seth Clearwater.
You giggle and Seth is sure he's seen heaven. "Sorry to bother you. I just noticed you looking at me and I wanted to tell you that you have a really good taste in books." You gesture to his copy of Milk and Honey by Rupi Kaur. He's almost trembling as your small fingers reach forward to tap on the front of the book pointedly.
"Thank you," he blurts out, yet again too loudly. He realizes he's been staring at you, all big-eyed and starry-eyed, and lowers his gaze momentarily before he sees you give him another charming smile.
"No problem. I'm [First Name] [Last Name], what about you?"
And when he sees how small and tiny you are compared to him, holding out your hand, he reaches out and touches it. He knows his skin is calloused, weathered down from years of training within Sam's pack and years of work in Jacob's. Your hand was the exact opposite, soft and had bony chipped red glitter nail polish only added to how precious he already found you. He could feel his heart leaping in his throat.
Tiny woman, she's tiny, alerts his wolf. Must protect. From everyone. Protect protect protect protect -
"I'm Seth Clearwater. The pleasure's all mine," and this time he manages to give you a Seth-worthy grin in return, and he swears he sees your cheeks flush as you take in his face, too.
Yep. He's definitely a goner. And from the first sight alone.