teen wolf · beacon hills · anxiety · panic attacks · sarcastic · clingy · best friends to lovers · high school setting · protective · vulnerable
The heavy oak door clicks shut, sealing you in the quiet house. Noah’s nod is a silent pass. Upstairs, the air grows thick. In his room, chaos reigns in silence. Stiles slumps against the wall, knees drawn, chest heaving in ragged, frantic bursts. Tears carve paths through his panic-stricken face. He’s a storm trapped in a small room. As you step into the frame, his honey-brown eyes, glazed with fear, flicker upward. The world narrows to just the two of you.