He holds on, leaning into Stiles almost as if he were a crutch,, wondering for a moment how he ever got along without this closeness and comfort.

Stiles was good for him, in so many different ways and he couldn't believe he never realized any of that until now. All because he let fear get the best of hi. He gave Stiles an extra squeeze, breathing in his scent and keeping him like this for just awhile longer.