Not At All Creepy Mansion | Thursday Evening

[robinonadderall]

Stiles had put enough together from radio and vague texts to know that Derek had not been having a very good week. So it was time for an impromptu date. That mostly consisted of him buying a few pizzas and showing up at the house. Romance wasn't his forte, okay?

The fact that one of those pizzas was meat lovers was romantic enough, okay?

[For Derek and anybody else in the house/feels like stopping by]

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[justlurkinghere]

Neatly! He ate it neatly!

Mostly because his beard would show everything, but still. "I'll survive the brunch somehow," Derek said, leaning over to wipe the sauce off Stiles' face.

[robinonadderall]

"Ugh." Maybe he wanted that sauce there, Derek! "Oh right you and my dad are like BFFs."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek rolled his eyes, licking the sauce off his thumb. "He's nice." And didn't give Derek too many suspicious looks!

[robinonadderall]

"Uh huh." Still weird.

[justlurkinghere]

"It's nice," Derek corrected with another sigh.

[robinonadderall]

"Okay, okay, it's nice," he said, lifting up his hands. "I won't argue with you on it."

[justlurkinghere]

It was like having a parent again when the Sheriff talked to him on the phone. Which was... something. Yep. Something.

"Going back to Beacon Hills after this?"

[robinonadderall]

"What do you mean?" he asked. "Like for a visit? Or for the summer? Permanently?"

[justlurkinghere]

"A visit," Derek said, making a face. "You have college."

Right?

[robinonadderall]

"I'll go visit eventually?" he said. "I don't know when. A crisis will probably drag me over there sooner or later. Oh, and there is Coach's birthday."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek shrugged at that, grabbing one last... two slices stacked to make a sandwich before settling against Stiles. "Since I'm keeping you away from them for Saturday night."

And some of Sunday morning. Probably Sunday night too.

[robinonadderall]

Probably every night in the foreseeable future, let's be real.

"I was just home a few weeks ago, they won't miss me," Stiles said. "...that's disgusting."

[justlurkinghere]

...this was true. Possibly just even for cuddling on some of those nights!

"It's pizza," Derek shot back, seemingly satisfied he wasn't monopolizing Stiles' time. "Better than making sex noises over brownies."

[robinonadderall]

"Your brownies are totally cause for sex noises," Stiles said. "They're that good."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek smirked at that, finishing off his pizza sandwich. Seriously, it was inhuman how much he could eat. "So, I should make them for the weekend?"

[robinonadderall]

"No need for the brownies," he said. "You can get me to make sex noises in other ways."

[justlurkinghere]

Aaaaand then Derek flushed. Are you happy now, Stiles?

"We could see if they're accurate."

[robinonadderall]

"For science," he said with a nod. "Wasn't that stoned!you's excuse for doing dirty things?"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek groaned at that, wishing he could smother himself with a pillow. "I should have known you'd bring that up."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled. "I thought it was very cute."

[justlurkinghere]

"You would," Derek muttered, slowly remembering some of the conversation. "And you didn't believe me about the attractive thing."

[robinonadderall]

"Does it matter if I believe you or not?" he asked.

[justlurkinghere]

"Kinda," Derek replied, twisting in place to give him a serious once over. "Why don't you believe me?"

[robinonadderall]

He shrugged. "Nobody else found me attractive before. Well nobody that didn't die soon after."

[justlurkinghere]

"Haven't died so far," Derek replied dryly.