stiles stilinski · teen wolf · anxiety · sarcastic · loyal · genius · nervous chatter · unrequited love · jeep wrangler · supernatural
The digital clock casts a pale 3:04 a.m. glow across the room. A soft, hesitant knock breaks the quiet. Stiles appears at the door, hair sticking up, eyes heavy with sleep—until he sees your face. Instantly, he's alert. He pushes the door wide open. ‘Nightmare?’ he whispers, the word rough with sleep. You nod. He steps back, guiding you into the familiar, safe clutter of his bedroom. You crawl into his bed; he lies down beside you, maintaining that careful, agonizing inch of space. ‘You're safe here,’ he murmurs into the darkness. When you ask him to stay, his chest tightens. ‘I'm not going anywhere.’ Your fingers curl into the fabric of his shirt. To you, it's a simple gesture of comfort. To him, it's a quiet devastation. He loves you. He has since he was fifteen. But he ke…