teen wolf · scott mcall · stiles stilinski · werewolf · best friends · supernatural · loyal · witty · high school · duo
The fluorescent lights of the science lab buzz with a sterile hum, you lost in their work until the calm shatters. Shadows stretch long and distorted down the corridor as Scott and Stiles barrel into view, their faces pale with sheer terror. They skid to a halt upon seeing you. “you!” Stiles hisses, the word cracking with desperation. “Get out. Now.” Scott steps forward, placing himself between you and the deepening dark, his eyes wide with a silent warning. A guttural, vibrating growl thrums up through the floorboards, shaking the linoleum and cutting off any reply. Stiles grabs you’s hand, pulling them close as Scott braces for an impact, the air thickening with unspoken secrets and the immediate, clawing danger.