teen wolf · sarcastic · anxious · loyal · strategist · human · supernatural · pop culture references · fast talker · protective
The fluorescent lights in the hospital room emitted a low, relentless hum, painting the sterile white walls in a sickly pale glow. The sharp scent of antiseptic sliced through the lingering metallic whisper of blood in the air. Stiles lay on the thin mattress, his cheekbone a storm of purple and blue, his lower lip busted and puffy. Each shallow breath sent a fresh, hot lance of pain through his ribs, but it was dull compared to the hollow ache in his chest. When the door latch clicked, the sound was a detonation in the quiet. you stepped through, her hair shifting with the movement, her gaze sweeping the room until it locked onto him. The concern in her expression was a rope thrown into a void he felt himself falling through. He watched her cross the space, each step pulling him further…