Yes, dad. [Rolling his eyes, he pulls back from the kiss with an amused smile on his face, letting his arms fall to the side before he starts to make his way towards the stairs. Stiles pauses on the banister and glances back over his shoulder for a minute, watching Derek retreat; it takes a while for him to move again, and when he does, he scrambles to the master bedroom, shuts the door, and throws his arms up in the air in a spastic motion of victory.]
Yessssssssss---yesyesyesyesyes. [He's trying to stay quiet because the boys are asleep, probably, but he doesn't take in to factor werewolf hearing. Instead, Stiles just celebrates. Because he's only been waiting for that for ages. By the time he's finished his victory flail dance, Stiles slides over to the dresser and opens one of the drawers, pushing aside a few of his own plaid shirts (when did those get there?) and tugging his t-shirt over his head, dropping it to the side and kicking out of his pants. Eventually, he settles on a beaten up gray henley and pulls it on, reveling in the smell for half a second and digging around for a pair of pajama pants.
To be honest, a part of him is surprised that Derek even owns pajamas. Guy looks like he'd sleep in his jacket or nothing. Mmm, naked Derek.
Okay, wait, getting off that train of thought, Stiles considers getting into bed--naturally, his curiosity gets the better of him, instead, and he starts to look around the room.]
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Yessssssssss---yesyesyesyesyes. [He's trying to stay quiet because the boys are asleep, probably, but he doesn't take in to factor werewolf hearing. Instead, Stiles just celebrates. Because he's only been waiting for that for ages. By the time he's finished his victory
flaildance, Stiles slides over to the dresser and opens one of the drawers, pushing aside a few of his own plaid shirts (when did those get there?) and tugging his t-shirt over his head, dropping it to the side and kicking out of his pants. Eventually, he settles on a beaten up gray henley and pulls it on, reveling in the smell for half a second and digging around for a pair of pajama pants.To be honest, a part of him is surprised that Derek even owns pajamas. Guy looks like he'd sleep in his jacket or nothing. Mmm, naked Derek.
Okay, wait, getting off that train of thought, Stiles considers getting into bed--naturally, his curiosity gets the better of him, instead, and he starts to look around the room.]