No Longer Piratey Mansion | Friday Late Morning

[robinonadderall]

It was a pretty well known fact that unless physically forced or woken up by a nightmare, Stiles would pretty much sleep his day away if he had nowhere to be. Sometimes the smell of coffee could lure him out of bed, but only if he was past the completely passed out stage of sleep. So despite going to bed annoyed last night, Stiles was still at the house and was still commandeering Derek's bed.

Or half of it, rather. At some point during the night half of him had fallen off the bed, so his face was pressed up against the floor while his lower half was still resting comfortably on the bed.

Don't ask how he could sleep like that. It was a mystery of life.

[For Derek! I'm gonna be on major SP at certain points during the day. Ugh I have appointments like an adult or something]

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[justlurkinghere]

Eyepatch free and more than a little tired from the night, Derek had been expecting many things about his bed. None of which involved... that.

Because seriously.

And he couldn't even get pissed off because Stiles sleeping--mostly--normal rather than plagued by nightmares.

Which would be why he only sighed and attempted to drag the blanket over the idiot.