𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐤𝐢 .

ㅤ oh , theo knows . the smell of stiles' cologne lingers . it's distinct . he doesn't say anything . just sits there ﹠ broods , waiting for stiles to approach . ㅤ

ㅤ from your fridge , yup . ㅤ

ㅤ blood drips from claws . they retract , leaving torn nails . he picks at bleeding skin , not allowing it to heal for a moment , then leans down to wash his hands off in a nearby stream ... it doesn't remove the smell of crimson —- ㅤ

ㅤ got food . ㅤ

ㅤ where have you been? ㅤ

ㅤ mark your calendars, the full moon is on august nineteen , he repeats full moon is on august nineteen. ㅤ

ㅤ national girlfriend day , me I am the girlfriend .* 😌 ㅤ

ㅤ stiles ! 😃 ㅤ

ㅤ making cute werewolf noises. ㅤ

ㅤ i was just calling you that , but — for the record — i don't need to sweet talk you into murder . you already wouldn't have blood on your hands without me ... ㅤ

ㅤ hey , lover . ㅤ

ㅤ everyone ignore malia and just pay attention to me . ㅤ