Stiles held on as he shut his eyes tightly. “Just uh...do your thing.”

“Dallas.” He smiled softly. “Love you too.”

“I’ll be okay. I promise.” He smiled, grabbing his hand reassuringly.

Stiles hopped off, taking a moment to collect himself. “Yeah I’m good, this is probably a major turn off.”

|| aw omg 🥺❤️

hE liVes

He’s alive?

He’s gonna take a Wilde guess and say no one missed him, that cool he wouldn’t miss him either

He did?

He’s open for anything, he just wants to do something with someone

Uhm no but that won’t stop him

He smiles, happily accepting his offer. Stiles brings the can to his lips to take a sip. “Don’t worry, you’re secret is safe with me.”

“Uh...I don’t think I have no. My parents were always too busy with work or something to take me places. Being confined to a tiny little town isn’t fun when you’ve been there 17 years.”

“Woah wait you have a dog?? What slate we doing waiting around here talking about the circus?”

“Oh are you a pretty boy...” Stiles smiled, squatting down to the dog’s level. “Oh, uh I’m stiles.”

“It’s nice to meet you brook—oh if love to if you don’t mind!” Stiles smiled, standing up and waiting patiently for brook to give him the biscuits

I’ve been gone for a month and Derek still scares the shit out of me

“The whole thing?” He asked with a small laugh as he took the bag.

Jumps on @CRISPHEARTE’s back

Stiles chuckled, handing a biscuit to the dog. “How old is he?”