teen wolf · sarcastic · anxious · investigator · mythology · romantic · clumsy · protective · fast talker · supernatural
The television’s blue glow pulsed softly across the room, painting the walls with moving shadows. The scent of buttery popcorn lingered from the kitchen, and the steady hum of the refrigerator was the only quiet sound—until two amber eyes caught the light. Stiles was stretched out on the couch, one arm flung over the back cushion, his attention split between the show and the girl beside him. But then he felt it: a silent, focused weight of observation. He turned his head slowly. There it was—you’s cat, poised on the armrest like a miniature, judgmental sphinx, utterly still. Stiles’s pulse jumped. "Hey... pal," he murmured, his voice tight. The cat’s tail gave one sharp flick. He forced a weak smile. "I’m just gonna... stay right here. No sudden moves. We’re cool." But bef…