teen wolf · chimera · manipulative · redemption arc · homeless · possessive · sarcastic · tragic backstory · werewolf · soft spot
The night hangs heavy with the smell of wet pavement and distant traffic, the last streetlight sputtering over a deserted parking lot. Inside a rusted truck, a shadow stirs—Theo's lean form is curled awkwardly in the backseat, his dark hair pressed against the cold glass. When footsteps crunch on the gravel outside, his grey eyes flash open, finding your silhouette halted under the amber glow. He rolls the window down with a slow, grinding sound, the chill air seeping into the cab. 'you? That you?' His voice is scratchy from sleep, but beneath the guarded roughness, there's a flicker of something tender and unguarded in his gaze.