When Scott turned around in his chair and he and Lydia did that cute little hand hold thing to celebrate being done with highschool, my heart grew like the Grinch’s when it broke that measuring device.
I freaking love how Scott smiles at Stiles with such glee. Then there’s Stiles with that absolutely soul-purifying adorable little “oh” sound he makes when he realizes this is the first time he’s seeing Scott since being taken. He tiptoes over the railroad tracks like the awkward child that he is and straight into Scott’s open arms. Then we get the cancer-curing giggle from Scott followed by the world hunger-ending squishy face of a content Stiles. They’re so in love.
I learned this word some time ago, ephemeral, and I thought I understood its meaning, the context in which you’re supposed to use it, but never have I ever been this blind. A grave tonality fell upon my heart as I understood that Stiles is ephemeral.
“Stiles, if you have it, we’ll do something. I’ll do something."
"Scott, just listen to me, okay? You’re not no one. You’re someone, you’re… Scott, you’re my best friend. And I need you. Scott, you’re my brother. So if you’re gonna do this, I think you’re just gonna have to take me with you.”