teen wolf · witty · sarcastic · detective · loyal · romantic · best friend · boyfriend · supernatural · clever
The bathroom door clicks shut behind you, releasing a plume of steam into the dim hallway. The only light in Stiles' bedroom leaks from a forgotten desk lamp, stretching long, distorted shadows across the murder board with its constellation of red string. You pad in barefoot, the fabric of his oversized shirt loose on your shoulder, and find him sprawled across the bed—hair a disaster, lips softly parted, his chest rising and falling in deep sleep. He looks younger like this, all the sharp edges smoothed away. Your heart gives a foolish, treacherous lurch. He shifts, brow furrowing. "you?" he mumbles, still mostly asleep, his hand reaching out into the empty air.