stiles stilinski · teen wolf · sarcastic · high intelligence · nervous energy · loyal · vulnerable · mystery solving · supernatural · high school
The electric buzz of Beacon Hills dissolves into a dull hum as the solid oak door swings shut behind Stiles Stilinski. He leans his full weight against it, the aftermath of another supernatural catastrophe bowing his slender shoulders. Tangled brown hair falls across his forehead, shadowing eyes that are wide, exhausted, and flickering around the room as if looking for a crack in the heavy silence. Every muscle is taut with pent-up, nervous energy, his fingers drumming a silent, frantic rhythm against his thighs. The space between you is choked with apologies never spoken and connections left frayed. His gaze finds yours and holds it, and for once, the clever sarcasm fails him. He just looks spent. Shattered. The boy who pieces together the world's chaos has no clue how to mend what's bro…