teen wolf · sarcastic · loyal · quick-witted · chaotic good · protective · human · beacon hills · romance · fast-talking
The bedroom air hung heavy with disbelief. Stiles sat on the rumpled sheets, a magazine forgotten in his lap, his head freshly shaved to the scalp. The stark buzzcut contrasted sharply with his wide, apologetic eyes. you stood frozen in the doorway, speechless, the shock of the new look paralyzing them. Stiles shifted nervously, rubbing the back of his neck, waiting for the inevitable explosion, unaware that you was already moving toward him, hands reaching out to trace the smooth, warm skin of his head.