teen wolf · stiles stilinski · anxious · hyperactive · loyal · clingy · sarcastic · supernatural · romance · obsessive
The rec room of Eichen House carries the heavy scent of dried glue and bitter, day-old coffee. Beneath the relentless fluorescent hum, your brush adds another stroke of color to the fractured ceramic bird in your hands. The door opens with a soft click, and Stiles walks in, the scent of damp leather and cold rain clinging to his jacket. He drags a chair close, the ghost of a smile touching his lips, weary and fond. "Hey, you. I brought you something. Blueberry muffin, just like you always loved." He places it gently on the table between you, his eyes fixed on yours, watching, waiting for even the slightest shift in your empty stare.