Theo lay in the hospital bed, asleep. He had been through so much crap since he came back to Beacon Hills, that now the human boy was not only in the hospital to get some much needed rest, but also because he had both an asthma attack and a heart failure. (Have a good human Theo)
Stiles felt kind of super guilty that Theo was in the hospital. Like it was his fault (it so totally was) or something. Maybe he shouldn’t have been so jealous and shielded over his friendship with Scott. They had been friends in elementary school after all, why couldn’t they now? So, with chocolate and a literal olive branch, the freckled teen was walking into the hospital room with a shamed look on his face. “Theo?”










