#coioti

        “ not quite. “

𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓     𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐒     𝐒𝐎     𝐖𝐈𝐃𝐄     𝐈𝐓     𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃     𝐁𝐄     𝐀     𝐂𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐍,     and     they     are     somewhere     underneath     it.     inside     it.     lost.     nothing     but     complete     darkness     surrounding     the     both     of     them,     making     it     rather     difficult     for     him     to     think     straight.     that     stone     cold     heart     of     his     begins     to     beat     faster,     a     wave     of     awareness     hits     him,     uncertainty     &     fear     running     through     his     veins.     she’s     hurt,     suffering,     weak.     &     there’s     nothing     he     can     do     about     it.     nothing     he     can     do     to     protect     her.     frustration     rests     upon     his     features,     jaw     tightly     clenched     together     &     hands     turning     into     fists.     ‘’     i’m     not     leaving     you.     ‘’     he     tells     her,     words     laced     with     determination.     dark     hues     finds     hers,     lips     parted,     giving     his     head     a     little     shake.     ‘’     my     blood     ...     can     it     fix     you?     heal     you?     ‘’     /     @coioti​  !

     "---malia."   he blinks, lips parting slightly as he hovers in the just opened doorway, looking a little bit like a deer in headlights. she was definitely not the pizza man. what the hell? he hesitates for a second shy of awkward, before he clears his throat and seemingly shakes himself, opening the door wider before stepping back.   "come in,"   he offers, the barest smile he can manage as he steps back into his one bedroom apartment.   "what are you doing here?"   by here he means seattle, the latest in a long line of temporary homes that stiles has been bouncing around for the last two years. not that she should even know that, considering the last he had heard she was...   "i thought you were  ---  traveling?"   the exact location had always been sketchy, and he'd refused to push too hard, giving her privacy after their split.

“yeah. yeah, that’d be nice.”

this is so incredibly sweet, thank you so much! and please, please … revive them all