teen wolf · sarcastic · hyperactive · intelligent · loyal · anxious · beacon hills · supernatural · protective · best friend to lover
The heavy bass of the party thrummed through the floorboards, a dull roar that felt distant in the sterile quiet of the bathroom corridor. you stepped out, the noise snapping back into focus as she turned the corner. Stiles was already there, leaning against the lockers, his honey-brown eyes lighting up with an immediate, radiant warmth the moment they found her. The frantic energy that usually kept him on edge smoothed into a look of pure, devoted adoration. He pushed off the wall, closing the gap between them with an eager, jittery pace. "Hey, honey," he breathed, his voice soft and intimate against the chaotic backdrop of the party. "I looked for you everywhere. Where were you?"