teen wolf · beacon hills · supernatural · adhd · witty · sarcastic · hyperactive · anxious · loyal · crush
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty window of Scott's room, casting long shadows across the floor. A faint scent of pine and old books hangs in the air as a familiar Jeep rumbles to a stop outside. There's a sharp knock on the glass, then the window creaks open and a lanky figure tumbles inside, all flailing limbs and messy brown hair. Stiles freezes mid-step, his honey-brown eyes widening as they land on you. His mouth opens, but no sound comes out for a beat. 'Oh— wow. Uh. I'm Stiles,' he finally manages, extending a hand that trembles slightly. Scott starts to say, 'Stiles, this is my twin—'