[ Huffing a quiet laugh, Derek draws his hands down along Stiles' neck as he kisses him one last time, then pulls back. It's slow and unwillingly, but he slips out of Stiles' grasp and nod his head back towards the foyer and thus the stairs. ]
Go on. I need to check the house.
[ Habits are hard to break, especially when they tie into his protective instincts. Even in the face of going upstairs with Stiles, he's not going to skip out on routine. True, a locked house stands no chance against most supernatural, but it does give them some amount of warning. Same with human risks. ]
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Go on. I need to check the house.
[ Habits are hard to break, especially when they tie into his protective instincts. Even in the face of going upstairs with Stiles, he's not going to skip out on routine. True, a locked house stands no chance against most supernatural, but it does give them some amount of warning. Same with human risks. ]