Not So Creepy Mansion | Tuesday Morning

[robinonadderall]

Since Stiles had slept on the couch last night he had noticed roaming dinosaurs and whatnot in the streets of Fandom. Honestly, even if he had been out there he probably wouldn't have noticed. Because he was really tired, okay? Sleeping soundly hadn't been his strong point for...like seven months now.

He had managed to make it to the coffee maker but decided to doze off halfway through, still standing up with his head against the counter and a coffee filter by his face.

[Mostly for Derek but can totally be open to those who live there/visitors. Work SP applies]

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[robinonadderall]

"Hey! Hey! Shush!" Stiles scrambled to pick up Puppy Joe. "It's your daddy, can't you tell it's him?"

He lifted Puppy Joe up to Derek's wolfy face like he'd be able to tell or something.

[justlurkinghere]

It probably didn't help that the dog was now about half the size of Derek's head.

Which was clearly the only reason why Derek was forced to silence Puppy Joe with a lick. Yeah. That just happened and you lacked all video proof.

[robinonadderall]

"Awww!" Stiles cooed. "Derek that was so cute."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek huffed in annoyance, but his tail might have wagged the once before he got that shit under control. Being a wolf was terrible for hiding emotions! Terrible!

He carefully leaned in to nose at Stiles' arm. Non-threatening.

[robinonadderall]

"Feel free to say no. Or growl no," Stiles said. "But can I pet you?"

[justlurkinghere]

That got another huff, but Derek lowered his head to accept the obvious humiliation. Because it's not like he enjoyed being pet as a human or anything. Don't be crazy!

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled and put Puppy Joe down so he could use both hands to scratch behind Derek's ears. And to also rub his face against him like he did with Puppy Joe.

[justlurkinghere]

And Derek's tail thumped against the cabinets beneath the kitchen counter at that. How was he supposed to resist this? How? Just like how was he supposed to resist closing eyes and rumbling happily?

Spoiler: This was not helping him turn back.

[robinonadderall]

Once Stiles finished unknowingly scent marking Derek he placed a kiss on the top of his head before pulling back slightly. "Your tail's wagging."

Which was adorable.

[justlurkinghere]

It was rude to point out, Stiles. That would be why Derek leaned forward to to carefully nip at Stiles' jaw without any pressure behind it. Wolf thing. Totally a wolf thing.

Yup.

[robinonadderall]

Which just made Stiles laugh. Because he was a freak who found that stuff amusing. "You look like your mom and Laura."

And not Peter, which was the important thing.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek perked up, ears forward and head up as that sunk in further. Then the tail went off again and he was having trouble staying still because the urge to prance like Puppy Joe was high.

He butted heads with Stiles to repress some of that urge at least.

[robinonadderall]

"God, you're adorable," Stiles said, laughing again. "I just hope you figure out how to turn back at some point."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek shot him a look, attempting to get all the sarcasm he could manage into it before carefully backing up to look at the counter and then back at Stiles. Give him his bagels before this ends in tears.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles sighed. "What happened to you getting my breakfast?"

He got up anyway. "Jesus, how many bagels did you get out?"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek lolled his tongue out unrepentantly, showing off fangs that were probably scarier to other people. Just be glad he wasn't trying to get into the fridge to eat raw bacon.

Yet.

[robinonadderall]

"Yeah, you're only getting half of these," Stiles said. "Did you want cream cheese on them? Wag your tail or something for yes."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek rolled his eyes, but did indeed wag his tail. That was possibly some gif-worthy material there. He could be sarcasm wolf all over the Internet.

Also hopping up so his front paws were in the counter and look at that. Almost the same height as Stiles again!

[robinonadderall]

"You don't need six bagels," Stiles told him as he put cream cheese on a few. "Nobody needs six bagels."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek grumbled low in his chest, scooting closer to the bagels. The sweet, sweet bagels.

[robinonadderall]

"Hey, hey, get down," Stiles said, nudging Derek with his shoulder. "Mike will kill you if you leave claw marks on the counter."

[justlurkinghere]

Yeah but. Bagels.

Derek gave him the most disdainful look he could manage before dropping back down. Without his coffee, thanks. Stiles, you were terrible at reading his mind.

Then he gave into the urge to lean against Stiles' legs so that he was pinned in place with loooooove.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles was not giving a wolf coffee! It seemed wrong.

He would, however, chuckle a little at being pinned against the counter. He held out a freshly cream cheesed bagel down to him. "Here."

[justlurkinghere]

Aww, you treated him right when you fed him while he was stuck as a wolf. Derek carefully took the offered bagel, minding his teeth near Stiles' hand. No need to accidentally bite someone this week.

It was followed by a few quick chews before he was--sigh--licking smudged cream cheese off Stiles' hand. This was so, so wrong.

[robinonadderall]

"Oh thanks," Stiles said, holding out another bagel. "I'm gonna get jealous if you lick anybody else's hands, just for the record."