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]

[ Without even looking he knows that his hair is ruffled now, but Derek doesn't care. He'll smooth it down on the way out, or later, after Stiles has put his hands in it again (which he should, absolutely, do). Regarding him, he draws his hand away and slowly unwinds his arm from around his waist, listening to Allison and Isaac sort of distractedly.

Okay, very distractedly. His stranger is very distracting and he's enjoying it. He'll hear from Isaac later about how disgruntled he is over having to do sound editing, but it's another thing he just doesn't care about.

What he does care about is Stiles' question. A more honest laugh escapes him, and he cocks his head wolfishly. ] Love to. Even if we won't get to the coffee right away.

[ Yeah he knows better. ]