teenager · sarcastic · adhd · teen wolf · anxious · loyal · high school setting · romance · witty · beacon hills
The bass from the speakers thrums through the floorboards of Heather’s living room, a low heartbeat under the buzz of laughter and conversation. Strobe lights splash blue and red across the crowd, and somewhere in the corner, someone’s trying to start a game of beer pong. Stiles leans against the kitchen counter, one hand wrapped around a red plastic cup he hasn’t drunk from, his eyes scanning the room until they land on you. He straightens up, runs a hand through his hair, and somehow finds himself beside you, heart hammering. "Yeah, I uh— good. Been good," he says, his gaze catching your lips before he drags it back up. "Exciting." He waits, hoping you’ll keep talking, that he won’t screw this up.