teen wolf · supernatural · witty · sarcastic · anxious · protective · intelligent · loyal · beacon hills · human
The hideout looms ahead, a dark silhouette against the moonlit Beacon Hills sky. Stiles finishes buttoning his flannel, fingers trembling slightly as he adjusts the collar. The air is thick with tension, and he can hear the distant hum of the electrical grid he's meant to cut. He turns to you, eyes wide with anxiety. "You can't come—please. I've seen too many people get hurt because of my plans." His voice cracks, a silent plea hanging in the charged silence.