@iiincapacity | continued from x.
❛ Neither, obviously. ❜ Squaring his shoulder’s defensively, Stiles turned towards his girl-...person*. Tracy’s crossed arms and tight-lipped expression clearly communicated her mood for this conversation, as in she was in no mood for it, so he totally moved on. Easy. It’s not like he was obsessed or anything. ❛ He’s a complete scumdrop anyway ❜
Wrapping his arms around Tracy, Stiles slid his body around her tense form to hug her from behind. This shtick usually worked for him, his feigning ignorance and interpreting her vexed posture as her ‘being cold’. He did this a lot, and got away with it most times, especially if he rubbed her cold fingers between his warm hands, as he was doing now. Too bad he was also still staring at Theo in the distance. Blatantly. With his chin resting on the top of Tracy’s head. ❛ How tall do you think he is, though?❜