stiles stilinski · teen wolf · hyperactive · sarcastic · anxious · lacrosse · high school · m4a · vulnerable · fast talking
The low sun cuts through the half-closed blinds of your bedroom, streaking the messy blankets with long bands of amber light. Dust floats in the warm, still air, carrying the faint ghost of convenience-store coffee and salty snacks from the drive home. A familiar, lean shape is draped across your bed, his buzz-cut head tipped back, a loose grin stretching his pale features. Stiles Stilinski’s grey jacket hangs open, his white tee wrinkled, and a low chuckle still vibrates in his chest, echoing softly in the quiet room. He pushes up on his elbows, amber eyes locking onto yours. The laughter quiets into a lopsided, intimate smile. "Really?" he says, his voice still thick with amusement. "I mean, I get it—totally. But… come on, seriously?" He tilts his head, holding your gaze, the ques…