SONG INSPIRATION: can i call you tonight by dayglow
WORD COUNT: 479
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there weren't many moments like these anymore, the ones where you and stiles would see each other the majority of the school day and then you'd continue to facetime each other as soon as you got home.
sometimes helping with homework, but most of the time you guys just yapped about anything and everything, what happened that day, what either one of you was looking forward to. a lot of the talk was about what lego set you wanted to build together next.
hours go by and you're still on the phone, the talking slows down almost to a halt, now just existing in each other's presence. the silence was comforting, there was no such thing of a social battery when it came to stiles.
you'd often find it draining being around other people, your anxiety at an all time high whether that be with your other friends or strangers. it was strange, how you didn't have to speak one word between the two of you and he already knew what you wanted or knew how you felt.
like right now, the chaos had died down, you're laid in bed, your phone propped up against a book on your bedside table, watching stiles type on his laptop. either doing homework or playing a game. you watched sleepily as you snuggled into the pillow that was tucked under -your chin.
even after a week or two of not talking all that often you were finally able to really look at him. the circles underneath his eyes were a little bit darker, a tinge of worry spread through your chest as you continued to look over him.
his eyebrows lightly furrowed, biting his lip as he narrowed his eyes down at the screen, concentrating. that made you chuckle, grabbing his attention. his eyes flickered over to his own phone.
"what are you laughing at?" he jokes as he takes in your surroundings.
"your face."
"my face?"
"mhm..."
"what's wrong with my face?" he questions, self consciously rubbing one of cheeks.
"nothing, just missed it." his eyes soften at your words. a flash of guilt crosses his features.
"i missed you too, ya know."
you nod as you look away from your camera, feeling embarrassed all of a sudden. your attention is quickly back on your screen when you hear the sound of his shutting and the sound of his own sheets shuffling.
minutes passed, not one of you talked, fighting sleep was becoming a struggle now, well that was until you heard him speak, "sleep, i'll still be here in the morning, i promise," his words were as truthful as the last time that he spoke them, he was also finding it hard to keep his eyes open too.
