Unbalanced and Unhinged

With all the excitement around Heated Rivalry (which I will never apologize for), I completely forgot to post this cute Sterek sketch I did last year. Ah, Sterek, one of the last strongholds of queerbaiting--they'll live on in fandom, but think of what this could have been. *_*

me doing this writing shit

Me when I write for 2 hours: 500 words

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @swlfangirl 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

“You’re back,” he said, sounding as surprised as he looked. “I didn’t think you would be.”

“Why not?” Stiles asked, confused and still half-asleep. He yawned as he rubbed both hands across his face again, and then froze at the next words out of Jeremy’s mouth.

“I figured you’d spend the weekend with your boyfriend.”

His what?

“My what?” he asked aloud.

“Your boyfriend,” Jeremy said, tilting his head slightly in confusion. “The angry, overprotective dude who came to get you? You could’ve just told us it was your boyfriend you know, you didn’t have to give us the song and dance ‘he’s my dad’s deputy’ routine. I kind of figured out you were lying about that in first year when you moved in with him for the summer.”

Stiles stared at him, completely flabbergasted about this entire situation.

(Had to deadass go check OP and sure enough, I did indeed write that |D In my defense, shit memory aside, I also wrote it in like, 2017 lol so I forgive myself)