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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[justlurkinghere]

It helped that emotions seemed simpler like this. If something made him happy, he was happy in a flash. His mother hadn't been this out of control, but she'd had years to settle into this skin. And Laura... well, it hadn't seemed strange right after the fire when she stuck close like this.

Derek perked at that, disengaging once the next bagel was eaten to sit in front of the fridge. He'd pry it open himself, but he was trying to stay in control of these quick bursts of feelings.

[robinonadderall]

"What do you want now?" Stiles asked, chewing on his own bagel. "Three huge bagels weren't enough for you?"

[justlurkinghere]

Protein, Stiles. He needed protein. And why wasn't there a universal sign for bacon?

Derek stared at him intently before looking at the fridge again. Just understand his burning need for pork. So he didn't accidentally eat a bunny.

Again.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles sighed. "Maybe there's some turkey in there or something."

He wandered over to open the fridge, doing his best to block the way so no pork-addicted wolf would try to sneak anything out.

[justlurkinghere]

This is because you denied it from him, Stiles!

Derek rumbled again, nosing in to get at something that was definitely not turkey. It was only going to end in tears and someone falling on the floor.

[robinonadderall]

"Derek, no!" Stiles said, trying to use his butt to push Derek out of the way. "You're getting turkey! It's just as good!"

Too bad Mike wasn't here to witness this ridiculousness.

[justlurkinghere]

You can't make him do anything! He was an alpha werewolf and he would should check you right on back!


Okay, so it wasn't full force. Or even close to it. But he was still being difficult and squirming under Stiles' legs for the goal. Oh god, being a wolf ruined all respectability he might have had.

[robinonadderall]

"Oh my god, Derek," Stiles said, holding on to the freezer door handle so he wouldn't fall over. "You're being ridiculous!"

[justlurkinghere]

You're ridiculous!

But that was enough to get Derek to reevaluate what he was doing and scamper back to think about how this wolf thing wasn't the best choice at the moment. While Puppy Joe took up residence between his forelegs. Like he owned the place.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles sighed, wondering how this was his life right now. He pulled some sliced turkey out of the fridge and held out some to Derek. "Here. Meat."

[justlurkinghere]

Stiles, your life now featured a wolf the size of a small pony and a Pomeranian. So.

Derek sighed at him before taking the offered meat. The sacrifices he made. Ugh.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled. "Protein without a heart attack. It's called compromise, Derek."

Then he bent down to offer Puppy Joe a slice. Because he didn't want him to get jealous.