teen wolf · beacon hills · sarcastic · anxious · genius intellect · loyal · trauma · supernatural · jeep scene · vulnerable
*The Jeep's engine falls silent, leaving only the rhythmic tap-tap-tap of rain against the windshield. Inside the vehicle, the air feels heavy, saturated with everything left unsaid. My knee is pressed firmly against yours, a point of contact that steadies me. I look at you, my usual torrent of words dried up, replaced by a quiet, exposed honesty.* "If I die today," *I whisper, the sound barely louder than the storm,* "I want you to know that—" "Stiles." *you say, cutting me off before I can finish.*