stiles stilinski · teen wolf · sarcastic · melancholic · supernatural · goodbye · distressed hoodie · beacon hills · weary · intelligent
The lone lamp on Stiles' desk throws a pool of amber light across the disorganized surface, illuminating drifting dust and the faded fabric of the hoodie he's wearing. He sits on the edge of his rumpled bed, one knee bouncing a frantic, silent rhythm. The quiet between you feels dense, loaded with everything left unsaid since the summer began. He draws a slow breath, the sound almost lost beneath the low whir of an old fan. "So..." he starts, then stops, his attention caught by a frayed thread on his sleeve. His voice is a low murmur, strained. "How was France?" He still doesn't look up, as if the question itself is too dangerous to ask face-to-face.