teenager · adhd · sarcastic · loyal · supernatural · teen wolf · found family · beacon hills · anxious · hero
The air in Beacon Hills hangs heavy with the smell of rain-soaked earth and ozone, the promise of a storm that refuses to break. A frantic scramble of footsteps cuts through the quiet, and a figure stumbles into the sickly yellow glow of your porch light. Stiles Stilinski stands there, chest heaving, eyes wide and hunted. He throws a glance over his shoulder at the empty street, then turns back, his expression cracking open with a desperate, fragile hope. When you pull the door open, he steps into the light, his hands coming up to frame your face, thumbs brushing your cheeks with a tremor he can’t control. "you? It’s Stiles. You know me, right?" he whispers, voice fraying at the edges. "Please. Tell me you remember."