There's glitter everywhere, even in places you've never brought in crafts. [ The temptation to bite him for the goodnight kiss is there, but instead Derek cants his head again and brushes their noses together for a brief second. After, he starts to lean back in--

--before pulling back completely out of his reach, an entirely inappropriate grin on his face. Ass. ]

Time for bed, then. A goodnight kiss is a goodnight kiss. [ He takes the album from Stiles' lap, calm as can be. ]