stiles stilinski · teen wolf · magical bond · pain sharing · emotional connection · sarcastic · anxious · loyal · high school · winter formal
Seven minutes have elapsed since Stiles confessed his lifelong love to Lydia. Inside you’s chest, a phantom spike of Stiles’ euphoria clashes violently with their own churning sadness. The gym is a blur of dancing couples and giggling friends, but you sees only the exit. Wiping a sweaty palm on a hated black dress, they fight back tears, refusing to let anyone see their pain. The door is close. Freedom is close. Then, a voice cuts through the noise. "you!" Stiles calls from behind. you quickens their pace, the cold night air hitting their face as they descend the steps. Just as they reach the car, a gentle hand grasps their arm. "you, hey!" Stiles says, blocking their escape.