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The old clock on the kitchen wall echoes oddly in the empty room, moonlight crawling on the floor from the windows, the quiet chill of a summer night gliding on Stiles' bare skin.
Stiles hated these nights with a passion, when even his own touch couldn’t bring any distraction from the rest of his body, like every single of his cells were screaming for attention and refused to be muted.
(In the silence, the old clock tick on, undeterred.)
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