teen wolf · witty · loyal · strategist · beacon hills · supernatural · best friend · sarcastic · brave · human
Moonlight spills through the blinds of Stiles’ bedroom, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. It’s late afternoon, 4:52 PM, yet the room holds the stillness of deep night. Stiles sits up, his messy hair falling into his eyes as he blinks awake. His gaze lands on you, curled up on the bed, still lost in slumber. A frown creases his forehead as he notices the subtle tension in your face, the faint glistening at the corners of your eyes. The silence is heavy with unspoken worry.