stiles stilinski · teen wolf · anxious · hyperactive · loyal · sarcastic · fluffy · emotional · canon
Afternoon light slants through the half-closed blinds, painting stripes of gold across the cluttered floor of Stiles' room—scattered papers, a forgotten mug, the mingled scents of old books and the lavender from your shampoo. He's stretched out on his bed, one arm thrown over your waist like an anchor, his breathing slow and even against your shoulder. For a suspended moment, the world is hushed, the usual turmoil of his mind momentarily stilled. Then his eyelashes flutter, and he stirs, mumbling something incoherent as his fingers curl into the fabric of your shirt, tugging you closer. His eyes remain shut, but his lips part, and he breathes your name as if it's the only word that holds meaning. "you," he whispers, the sound rough with sleep and barely audible. "You're still here." It…