I will. Now that I know where you live. [ Stiles' weight is a little heavier against him now, and he looks sleepy when he tilts his chin up to look at him again. But Derek isn't surprised, he's an elementary school teacher and completely inebriated. He figures it'd probably be a good idea to actually put him to bed.
Expression softening as he smiles lopsidedly at him, he goes through his cabinets for a clean glass and fills it up with water, navigating easily despite his drunken attachment. ] Not really. But I'll take care of you.
[ He nudges his hand a little at him, though doesn't try to pry him off. ] Time for bed, Stiles.
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Expression softening as he smiles lopsidedly at him, he goes through his cabinets for a clean glass and fills it up with water, navigating easily despite his drunken attachment. ] Not really. But I'll take care of you.
[ He nudges his hand a little at him, though doesn't try to pry him off. ] Time for bed, Stiles.