[ stiles makes an "oof" noise the minute derek makes contact with his back--he wasn't expecting that--and grins as he looks over his shoulder towards the nose butting up against his jaw, and says the one word he knows in French, mostly to be a smartass. ] Oui.
[ complete with bright grin. he can't really walk like this, and they have a thousand places to go, so much food to eat, but stiles really can't bring himself to care. he leans backwards into his arms right there outside of the hotel room, and lolls his head onto his shoulder, comfortable and at home, despite basically buzzing with energy. ] Dude.
[ that's kind of a catchall, before he actually kind of looks over, and his smile softens a little, warms his eyes up. ] You're the greatest, you know that?
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[ complete with bright grin. he can't really walk like this, and they have a thousand places to go, so much food to eat, but stiles really can't bring himself to care. he leans backwards into his arms right there outside of the hotel room, and lolls his head onto his shoulder, comfortable and at home, despite basically buzzing with energy. ] Dude.
[ that's kind of a catchall, before he actually kind of looks over, and his smile softens a little, warms his eyes up. ] You're the greatest, you know that?