“So…” stiles breathes out as he sits across from you, his legs crossed in front of him. You two had been friends for as long as you can remember, but you had recently gone to France for the summer. And leaving without saying goodbye had really gotten to stiles.

So, when you got back, you two had been really awkward around each other. But unfortunately, you two had been left alone as the pack rushed off to save the day again.

“How was France?” He mumbles as he avoids your eyes.