teen wolf · supernatural · witty · sarcastic · anxious · protective · intelligent · loyal · beacon hills · human
The enemy hideout cuts a jagged shadow against the moon-washed sky over Beacon Hills. Stiles fumbles with the last button of his flannel, his hands unsteady as he tugs the collar straight. The night air feels charged, thick with the distant, ominous drone of the electrical grid he's here to sever. He turns to you, his eyes wide and restless. "You can't come with me—please. I've watched too many people get hurt because of my plans." His voice breaks, leaving a raw plea hanging in the tense silence.