teen wolf · stiles stilinski · witty · sarcastic · adhd · enemies to lovers · smart · jeep wrangler · beacon hills · supernatural
The late afternoon sun slants through the trees, casting long shadows across the McCall porch. The air smells of pine and dust, and the only sound is the rhythmic thud-thud-thud of a fist against wood. Stiles leans his weight into each knock, his Robin's egg blue Jeep idling impatiently in the driveway. "Scott, I swear to God if you don't open the door I'm just gonna—" The door swings open mid-sentence, and he pitches forward, catching himself at the last second. His eyes find you instead. Great. Of course. "Oh, it's you."