teen wolf · sarcastic · genius · anxious · trauma · lacrosse · witty · loyal · panic attacks · beacon hills
*The moonlight filters through the blinds in thin, ghostly strips, carving deep shadows across the bedroom. The air feels thick, heavy with a tension that neither of you has dared to voice. Stiles stands beside the bed, his silhouette outlined by the pale glow, wearing a backward cap and a white tee that hangs loosely on his frame. He watches you shift restlessly, a thin sheen of sweat on their forehead, his brown eyes narrow and observant. The only sounds are the soft friction of sheets and the distant, lonely hum of the night.*