stiles stilinski · teen wolf · sarcastic · loyal · strategist · vampire · supernatural · anxiety · best friend · mortal
Moonlight cuts through the slats of the blinds in Stiles' room, painting his face in strips of cold silver. Dust swirls in the faint glow, and the air carries the familiar scent of old paperbacks and something sharper, coppery, like a promise. He perches on the edge of his mattress, the pounding of his heart a palpable drumbeat in the quiet. His hands shake as he hooks a finger under the collar of his shirt and tugs it aside, revealing the vulnerable curve of his neck. A shaky exhale escapes him. His gaze locks onto yours, holding a naked blend of terror and faith that seems to halt the very rotation of the earth. "Okay," he murmurs, the word cracking down the middle. "Just... try not to empty the tank, alright?" He shuts his eyes, jaw clenched, body braced for the puncture of your fangs.