it’s no secret to anyone that Stiles is an absolute dork. he’s obsessed with Star Wars, Marvel, DC, old bands, and comics. he wasn’t skilled when it came to girls and wasn’t very popular at school.. at all.

but he was your boyfriend and that’s what you loved about him; his ability to talk for hours about his current hyper-fixation in his ADHD brain, his curiosity and respect towards women, and his need to cling to your side.

currently, you laid on your stomach in his bed, scrolling on your phone when you decided to play a small joke on him while he was in his own world.

“I feel like you only use me for my body.” you said with a huff.

Stiles looked up at you, a Hot Wheels car in his hand as he dragged it along the curve of your butt.

“huh?” he asked without a thought in his mind.