Le Non-Creepy Mansion | Friday Night

[robinonadderall]

Stiles felt like he hadn't really done enough for Derek's birthday. Sure he had ordered Chinese food (and hadn't spilled any carrying it up to the bedroom) and, yeah, he broke out the Die Hard DVD to watch (epitome of romance, right there) but he felt like it wasn't enough. Probably because hadn't gotten (or could afford) a gift that wasn't a homemade card.

Though there was one of those too sitting on the dresser.

Look, he was a college kid, he had to make do with limited resources.

[For the birthday guy and SP]

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[justlurkinghere]

Upon catching Stiles' scent and hearing him upstairs, Derek made the smart choice in leaving Puppy Joe on the couch after their walk.

Then made his way up to check on Stiles.

"You bought me food."

[robinonadderall]

"Well it's a special occasion." He almost said that defensively. Don't question him bringing you food, Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

"I'm not complaining," Derek replied, holding up his hands in appeasement. "As long as you don't steal all the egg rolls this time."

[robinonadderall]

"It's your birthday." So obviously he wasn't going to do that.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek gave him a ridiculously fond smile for that as he closed the distance between them for a kiss.

"Thank you."

[robinonadderall]

"Come on, you didn't think I'd forget your birthday did you?" he asked.

[justlurkinghere]

"I almost forgot it," Derek replied. "Until Cora sent me a text. 'Happy Birthday, loser'."

[robinonadderall]

"Well you are a loser," he teased. "You're, what, twenty-three now? In human years, not confusing years."

[justlurkinghere]

"In human years," Derek replied, shuffling them to the bed and food. "Maybe when we get werewolf married I can explain how our aging works. Ancient werewolf secret."

[robinonadderall]

"Bullshit," he said, going over to the bed. "Nobody will ever explain it to me."

[justlurkinghere]

"I'll tell you a secret," Derek said, grabbing the bag of egg rolls to kindly offer Stiles first pick.

[robinonadderall]

"What secret?" he said, taking an egg roll. Only one.

[justlurkinghere]

"It doesn't make that much sense to us either."

Because honestly now.

[robinonadderall]

The drew out a surprised laugh out of Stiles. "Well now I feel better."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek bumped his shoulder against Stiles' as he devoured an egg roll in two bites. "Don't let anyone know. It ruins the mystery."

[robinonadderall]

"You think you still have mystery left?" he asked.

[justlurkinghere]

"Are you implying the thrill is gone?" Derek teased.

[robinonadderall]

"I said nothing about the thrill," he said. "I was talking about the mystery."

[justlurkinghere]

"Same thing," Derek replied, taking his pick of entrees to eat in too short of time. Damn werewolf metabolism.

[robinonadderall]

"The thrill and the mystery are not the same thing," he said, going for some fried rice. "How are they the same thing?"

[justlurkinghere]

"A mystery means you can be excited and surprised still," Derek replied, waving his chopsticks in a lazy circle. "Thrill."

[robinonadderall]

"You thrill me plenty," he insisted. "All the time."

[justlurkinghere]

That got Stiles a quick, shy smile before Derek was shoving more food into his face to cover it up. "You thrill me too."

[robinonadderall]

"Oh I never doubted that," Stiles said. "Though right now you're disgusting me."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek swallowed before showing his new found maturity and sticking his tongue out at Stiles.

So mature. So very mature.