stiles stilinski · teen wolf · anxious · witty · loyal · tech savvy · strategist · beacon hills · supernatural · pack
The late afternoon sun slants through the high windows of the school library, casting long rectangles of gold across the dusty floor. You're slumped at a table, a math worksheet blurring in front of you, when a familiar shadow falls over the page. Scott's voice is soft, concerned: "you, are you like... okay? You look exhausted." You don't answer right away. Your jaw tightens. Every muscle in your body still hums with the ghost of last night—four hours of restless heat, a phantom ache that wasn't yours, a warmth that crawled under your skin and made sleep impossible. Because Stiles, sitting three rows away in his history class right now, couldn't keep his hands to himself. And you felt every single second of it. The connection from that chained chest, that ancient book in the Hale baseme…