dark bags have formed under his eyes . face , neck , back , hell entire body was covered in sweat as he sits up within the bed feeling breathless . oh was he tired . so so tired . but even as tired as he was , it was still impossible for him to sleep . the nogitsune possessing him had left the boy with deep rooted issues . afraid to sleep thinking if he’d do so it would all happen again . stiles knows it’s over , but it was hard to really believe it and with allison dead things were never going to be the same . he was so tired and frustrated he could almost cry . body hunches over and hands wipe the sweat off his forehead before looking over to see heather stirring awake . lips purse , knowing full well she has been through hell just as much as he is and just wants the best for her . watching as she begins to awaken he whispers softly . ❛ i’m sorry i woke you up . ❜ // @pntheon
