FATHER

Stiles knew his father wasn’t perfect. He also knew that was what made him a great dad. Without a doubt, they often got frustrated with each other, and like a typical teenager, Stiles knew he could be a gigantic pain in the butt more often than not.

But lately, after everything, Stiles was grateful he still had his dad. Most of the time, each other was all they had. Neither of them dealt well with his mom’s death, and ever since, Stiles had a crushing phobia that he would lose his dad too. And that was something he couldn’t shake.

Stiles Stilinski // Teen Wolf // + Progress Table

WORD:

Despondent
adj. 1. feeling or showing profound hopelessness, dejection, discouragement, or gloom.


QUOTE:

“It is not too uncommon for people for people to spend their whole life waiting to start living.”
- Echkart Tolle

Drabble #19: Upset

Melissa was a born nurse, but more than that, she was a mom. Scott was her only biological child, but she was an honorary group mom to all of the kids. After everything that had happened lately, it wasn’t unlike her to call all of her kids in the space of an hour to check in.

It one of those phone calls that ended with a very upset Stiles yelling angrily at Melissa, “What do you want? You’re not even my mom!” before hanging up.

She tried not to be hurt, but at the click, her eyes filled with tears.


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Drabble #6: Massage

Stiles hadn’t quite been himself today, and he’d spent quite a bit of time outside trying to calm himself down so as not to say anymore hurtful things to the people that he cared about. Before he came back inside, Isaac had put on quiet, soothing music and brought a bag of Cheetos up to Stiles’ room.

When Stiles came into the room, Isaac met him with a soft kiss, hearing his apology, and assuring him that he loved him and understood. “Lie down, babe,” he murmured, before joining Stiles in bed to gently massage the tension from his shoulders.

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EMOTIONAL

Stiles sat on the back steps alone, scooping up a couple of rocks from the ground to absentmindedly toss them into the nearby bushes. Today had been emotional. For some reason, his patience had been worn thin. He had been in a foul mood and lost his shit at anyone who was in his presence.

He had been through too much, and maybe it was foolish to think he would just be back to normal after getting sleep. It was going to take time, and he hoped in the meantime, he didn’t drive all his loved-ones away being an asswipe.

Stiles Stilinski // Teen Wolf // + Progress Table