I love this hug. Everything about it. The way Lydia turns, never doubting that Stiles will be there, then just dives into his embrace, to safety and comfort. The way his arms envelop her. The way he rubs her back and shoulder, fingers weaving into her hair while their bodies sort of sway side to side. Let’s not forget the fact that, moments ago, this precious boy fainted. Stiles is exhausted from everything he has been through. But he picks himself up and follows Lydia outside and finds his own superhuman strength to hold them both together. Her chin must be resting on his shoulder, her hands shielded by his flannel. Then there’s the way his cheek leans against the side of her head. Could they get any closer? And why shouldn’t they? I mean... LOOK how perfectly they fit! They are breathing together, hearts beating together. They were made for each other, and they deserve thousands more hugs for the rest of their beautiful life.