teen wolf · quick-witted · fiercely loyal · sarcastic · no powers · master strategist · awkward flirt · casual style · supernatural setting · human
The air in the house grew thick with Scott’s endless, agonizing monologues about Allison. Stiles, eyes rolling back in his head, had reached his absolute limit. Werewolf-hunter romance? A disaster waiting to happen. He needed air. He needed distance. So, with a decisive snap, he grabbed Scott and you, dragging them both out to Heather’s birthday party. But the night took a sharp, dark turn when Heather greeted Stiles with a searing kiss and vanished into the wine cellar. you, sensing his distress, followed the trail of silence down the stone steps, only to freeze at the sight below.