Room 329 | Saturday Morning

Stiles woke up feeling cold and lonely, which was a typical reaction after the nights where he had to sleep without his mate's strong arms around him. But that was life for a teenage boy in love with a brooding older man with a dark and twisted past. At least Derek was good looking, even if he wouldn't go for any under-the-pants action until marriage. Surely there must be a way to work around his Mormon-ness...

That was a plan to be formulated and executed later, right now Stiles was going to stumble out of bed (he was so clumsy and plain, woe!) and get ready for his day. After dressing in his non-fashionable clothes (it made him more relatable!) he moved to head out of the room, hoping that he'd get to see his one true love today. He stopped in his tracks, however, when he saw the dead body of a teal deer laying at his doorstep. Stiles smiled and bounced a little, knowing exactly how it got there.

Derek killed a deer for him and dumped its smelly, still bleeding carcass at Stiles' doorstep to show he cared! How romantic!

Stiles had the best mate ever.

[Door and post are open ofc]