that startles a laugh out of him, & he smiles at her with a strangely fond smile. it’s been a while since he’s talked to anyone outside of his dad, derek & scott, & you know what? it’s nice. it’s easy.
”stiles. s’nice to meet you, kim.”
her name is familiar, like a memory he can’t quite grasp just yet. he’s used to that, though, & brushes it off.
it’s kind of strange talking to someone who doesn’t know who she is, everyone seems to know exactly who the hero is due to the outrageous amounts of news coverage her missions & arrests seem to get.
❝ pleasures mine—— stiles? is that a nickname? ❞
clammy hands grab at her pants & kim is both happy to talk to someone who isn’t a villain or someone she’s saved because on one hand she can be whom ever she wants to be & on the other it’s such a foreign concept to her.
