He could feel the warmth of her hands on his face, that alone was enough to calm all of the nerves that were reeking havoc on his entire body with this moment between the two of them. He could see her, she might not have been as clear or colorful as he used to be able to see her but he could see her. He could hear her, and with their lips pressed he could taste her. These were all things that were extremely cherished at this point.
His arms lifted and wrapped around her tightly when she'd said that she loved him too. Stiles hadn't been sure if he would ever hear those from her mouth again, but there it was. Maybe there was still hope for them after all, and it was something he wouldn't screw up this time.