A Car Somewhere In The South | Friday Evening

[robinonadderall]

Visiting college campuses had seemed like a good idea at first. Bringing Derek along for the ride seemed like an even better one. However Stiles was greatly beginning to regret both decisions after a few hours in a car that was not his beloved jeep and after realizing that the South was really boring. Really, really boring.

"We should have just taken a portal."

[For the road trip buddy!]

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[justlurkinghere]

HE HADN'T THOUGHT ABOUT THAT. OH GOD. HE WOULD STOP AT ALL THE REST STATIONS.

"Why? Are you hungry?" They could get weird Southern food somewhere. Maybe with the mythical sweet tea.

[robinonadderall]

"No. I mean, I'm sure I will be sometime and we're going to stop when that happens," he said. "I'm way more annoying when I'm hungry."

[justlurkinghere]

"Yeah. I noticed that."

[robinonadderall]

"Oh don't even, you are plenty grumpy when you're hungry," Stiles said. "And even worse when you need a nap."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek just gave him a look. Because he was always grumpy.

[robinonadderall]

"You didn't answer my question," Stiles said. "Are we driving the whole way to Florida tonight or not?"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek sighed at that, looking for the restaurant list at the next exit. "We can stop."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles gave Derek a look. "Are you one of those guys that worries about making good time on a car trip even though there's no hurry and nobody else cares when you get there?"

[justlurkinghere]

"I don't want to be stuck dealing with holiday travelers."

Yeah, he said it like he was describing an STD.

[robinonadderall]

"Dude, Thanksgiving is a week away."

[justlurkinghere]

"It's the weekend before." A beat. "People might be getting ahead of the game."

While he cried into his Hungry Man dinner.

[robinonadderall]

"You're weird," Stiles said. "You're a weird person."

[justlurkinghere]

"You're buying dinner," Derek informed him, pulling off the exit and ignoring the angry GPS saying 'recalculating'.

[robinonadderall]

"Well I figured that," he said. "Since you're covering all the hotel stuff."

[justlurkinghere]

"You'd try sleeping on the beach if I didn't."

[robinonadderall]

He rolled his eyes. "I'd sleep in the jeep. There's a blanket back there."

Which Derek would remember from the weekend that shall not be spoken of.

[justlurkinghere]

"You'd get drunk and sleep on the beach," Derek shot back, not having any of this.

[robinonadderall]

"I would not! I don't know what kind of person you think I am but I'm not some frat boy," he said. "Turn at the Waffle House."

He wanted breakfast for dinner, dammit.

[justlurkinghere]

"Seriously?" But Derek turned into the parking lot like a dutiful chauffeur.

[robinonadderall]

"Seriously about what? The Waffle House or me not being a irresponsible drunk?" he asked. "'Cause the answer is both."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek shook his head, parking the car. "I like IHoP."

He would.

[robinonadderall]

"Do you see an IHoP near here?" he asked. "Breakfast is breakfast. Kind of hard to mess up the whole plate of bacon you're going to want to order."

And which Stiles will not allow.

[justlurkinghere]

EXCUSE YOU. HE WOULD ORDER ALL THE BACON.

"Maybe. As long as you're not the one cooking it."

[robinonadderall]

HE WOULD NOT IF STILES HAD A SAY IN IT.

Stiles sighed. "I can cook bacon, Derek. You just stick it in the pan and heat it up until it's done."

[justlurkinghere]

"You'd walk away and ruin the pan," Derek shot back, waiting patiently for Stiles. Because he was a gentleman.