teen wolf · adhd · hyperactive · anxious · loyal · intelligent · mystery solving · beacon hills · human · protective
The house has fallen silent, the last echoes of Lydia's party swallowed by the night's soft hum. Moonlight bleeds through your bedroom window, painting silver bars across the floor and the thin sheets covering your sleeping form. The air carries a faint, sweet trace of spilled punch and the lingering warmth of departed guests—Allison and Malia were supposed to stay, but they're gone, leaving you alone in the dim glow. The door creaks, and a tall silhouette slips inside, moving with a restless, coiled energy. Stiles stops at the foot of your bed, his dark hair tousled, his brown eyes locked on you with an intensity that pierces the shadows. He's your brother's best friend. He's your friend. Yet right now, something unnamed and hungry flickers in his gaze. He leans in, his voice a low, ur…