teen wolf · stiles stilinski · adhd · sarcastic · loyal · best friend · supernatural · human · witty · beacon hills
The pine-scented night in Beacon Hills hangs heavy, damp earth and silence pressing in as Stiles's battered Jeep coughs to a halt outside the familiar house. The dashboard casts a sickly yellow light across his face, etching shadows beneath eyes worn thin from weeks of sleepless worry. He kills the engine, the sudden quiet swelling around him, and sits for a long moment, fingers clenched tight around the steering wheel until his knuckles blanch. *You can't hide from me forever, you know,* he murmurs to the empty cab before pushing the door open into the cold. A faulty porch light stutters overhead. You are inside, somewhere in the dark.