Stiles' Dorm Room | College Park, MD | Evening

[robinonadderall]

Midterms were horrifyingly close and it turned out that you had tests and essays to write before midterms which was extremely unfair. There should be rules against that sort of stuff. It was child abuse!

Oh right, he wasn't a child anymore.

His roommate was wherever he went to in the evenings (Stiles had the feeling he creeped out the guy) which Stiles was thankful for because he needed all the space for studying. His papers were everywhere. The beds, the desks, the floor, the dressers. It was part of a highly scientific system. Even when he shoved the papers off his bed so he could attempt to take a frustrated angry nap it was all part of the system.

[Open for calls, etc]

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[robinonadderall]

"Me either," he said, frowning. "It's just four years, right? That's not...okay, it's a long time."

[justlurkinghere]

"I want you here in our bed," Derek replied with a sigh.

[robinonadderall]

"I want that too," he murmured. "It still stinks like me though, right?"

'Cause that was important.

[justlurkinghere]

"It still smells like you," Derek replied with a quiet laugh. "Us. I wish you had that there."

[robinonadderall]

"I don't know if it'd matter," he said. "I can't smell the same way you do."

[justlurkinghere]

"I could put on Skype. Cora showed me how." While mocking him.

[robinonadderall]

"You've been holding out on me with your technology knowledge."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek rolled his eyes, but there was still humor in his voice. "I have hidden depths."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled. "Okay, break out your laptop and we can Skype."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek rolled off the bed to grab the laptop, keeping the phone pinned against his shoulder so he could still listen to Stiles. Like the weirdo he was.

"Alright, I'm going to send the request." And hopefully he got it correct. Because god knows he didn't need to talk to a random stranger.

[robinonadderall]

Hey, Derek got it right on the first try! And if he looked closely he could see that Stiles was growing some stubble. It wasn't on purpose. It was a stress beard in the making.

"Aw, it's your face." He was at the goofy stage of tired at the moment.

[justlurkinghere]

"Hey," Derek replied, finally hanging up his cell to look at him. "You look tired."

He just wanted to cuddle him better.

[robinonadderall]

"I am tired," he said. "But I think that's on par for college."

[justlurkinghere]

"I think you have some ink on your face too." No, that was facial hair on someone who wasn't part yeti.

[robinonadderall]

"Do I?" Now he was wiping at his face. Good work, Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek snickered like the jackass he was. "No roommate?"

[robinonadderall]

"He's off somewhere," Stiles said. "He usually makes himself scarce when I'm hanging around here."

[justlurkinghere]

"Roommates can be tough." Especially when they were normal people.

[robinonadderall]

"Pretty sure he thinks I'm a freak that talks in his sleep."

[justlurkinghere]

"His loss," Derek replied. "Never bothered me."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles rolled his eyes. "I'm sure it's bothered you before."

[justlurkinghere]

"Not when I can wake you up with a blowjob." Thanks, Derek.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles laughed a little. "Well he can't do that."

[justlurkinghere]

"I certainly hope not."

He'd be extra scary looking next time he visited.

[robinonadderall]

"He's not my type anyway."