or say we're only dreaming;

[melocoton]

O P E N P O S T
❝ don't you dare close your eyes❞
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[triskeles]

Precious tan ninja babies. I wonder about the things that come out of your mouth sometimes. [ Derek shakes his head at Stiles slowly, before he takes a sip of his coffee. It is, actually, perfect, and he continues to pretend that it doesn't slowly do things like build knots in his chest. Someday he'll unravel them, but apparently Stiles is determined to get them so entangled in his ribs with the things he does.

Sighing out something quiet and content, he swats Stiles' hand away-- gently, instead of giving him the usual sound slap on the top of his palm-- from his plate, because stop stealing the strawberries before he can try them with the rest of the plate. ]

I'm sure everything will go fine. They make disgusting doe eyes at each other constantly, there's no way she'd say no even if a bomb went off. Which one won't, so the garden will be fine. [ He picks up the silverware as he speaks, calmly cutting a wedge out of the pancakes and stabbing a strawberry before Stiles can steal it too.

And then he goes quiet as he eats it, head tipped a little in consideration while he chews. It's only when he swallows that he actually gives a verdict. ]

And they'll have an amazing breakfast in bed.