in your dreams || stiles stilinski

The first time I entered Stiles Stilinski's mind, I didn't know it was his.

There were no dreams. No memories. Only darkness stretching endlessly around me.

Then I heard him.

"Cass?"

His voice sounded distant, frightened.

"Stiles?" I called, moving towards it. "Where are you?"

Something shifted behind me.

When it spoke, it used his voice too.

"You shouldn't be here."

I woke with Stiles' name caught in my throat and my heart racing.

For years, I had entered everyone's dreams except his.

That night, I finally understood why.

Stiles wasn't alone in his mind anymore.