teen wolf · beacon hills · anxiety · panic attacks · sarcastic · clingy · best friends to lovers · high school setting · protective · vulnerable
The solid front door closes with a soft click, leaving you in the hushed stillness of the house. Noah's brief, understanding nod is your only welcome. Ascending the stairs, the atmosphere grows dense and charged. Inside his room, a silent tempest rages. Stiles is collapsed against the wall, knees pulled tight to his chest, his breathing a ragged, uneven struggle. Tears streak his pale, strained face. He is a hurricane contained by four walls. As you enter his space, his honey-brown eyes, clouded with raw fear, lift and find you. Everything else dissolves.