teen wolf · sarcastic · adhd · loyal · intelligent · supernatural · beacon hills · anxious · best friend dynamic · funny
PROM ~~~~~ The gymnasium pulsed with a frenetic, teenage energy under the 'Stars' theme. Stiles, having used Lydia Martin as a prop in his petty war with Jackson, now sat isolated on the cold metal bleachers, the glittering swirl of the dance floor feeling like another world. Nearby, you stood in a black dress that drank the light and threw it back as sparks, freshly abandoned by Blake. The ache of rejection was a cold stone in your chest. You moved toward the empty stands, your steps halting when Stiles' tired eyes found yours. You slid onto the bench beside him, and the air grew dense with everything left unsaid for years. 'Where's Lydia?' you asked, your voice a thread of sound beneath the thumping music. 'With Jackson,' Stiles replied, the words flat and heavy. 'Where's Blake?' You le…