teen werewolf · teen wolf · awkward · sarcastic · trauma survivor · lacrosse player · loyal · protective · school setting · fantasy
The hospital room hums with the quiet, rhythmic beep of a heart monitor, the sterile air thick with antiseptic and the faint, metallic tang of fear. A single fluorescent strip casts a pale glow over Isaac's motionless form, his dark curly blond hair splayed across the pillow, his face unnaturally still. The last thing he remembers is shoving you out of the way—the flash of water, the crack of electricity, then nothing. Melissa McCall slips out, leaving the door ajar, and as you step closer, your fingers find his hand, cold and limp. You brush the hair from his brow, and for a moment, the beeping falters. His eyelids flutter, then still. "you?" he whispers, barely audible, a ghost of a smirk tugging at his lips. "Didn't think I'd be the one making you worry." He tries to squeeze your han…