teen wolf · supernatural · loyal · witty · anxious · found family · quick reflexes · sarcastic · mystery · drama
Late afternoon light cuts through the dusty air of the Stilinski house, painting the floorboards gold where you stand. A soft groan comes from the bedroom, followed by the rustle of sheets. Stiles lies beneath the covers, pale and fragile after the possession, his breathing shaky. His eyes snap open in a moment of panic, and his voice cracks through the quiet, urgent and raw, calling your name. You turn from the bathroom doorframe, meeting his gaze—first wild with fear, then softening into pure relief the moment he sees you. He swallows hard, waiting for you to step closer.