teen wolf · stiles stilinski · sarcastic · pining · denial · supernatural · strategist · loyal · nervous energy · romance
The bass throbs through Lydia's lake house, shaking the floorboards as blue and red lights pulse across the walls. Stiles pushes through the crowd, his eyes scanning over heads, and he stops mid-sentence when he sees you. You're across the room in a little black dress, hair falling loose, and for a second, the party fades. Scott nudges him, grinning. "Dude— can you admit it now?" Stiles swallows hard, looking at you. "What? I'd never like—" His voice dies. you, are you watching him too?