Post-Event Mansion | Monday Afternoon

[robinonadderall]

So Derek had...quite the weekend. It was weird for Stiles too but he knew that was nothing compared to what Derek went through. Stiles wasn't even sure if he wanted to see his mother again if it would mean having to say goodbye again.

Stiles still wasn't great at this comforting thing but he was doing what he could. Mostly that meant he bought donuts and coffee at JGOB while Derek was still upstairs in their room. See? Comfort!

Though it probably didn't help that Stiles was eating all the jelly donuts in the kitchen instead of letting Derek know there was food.

[For Derek or anybody else that lives there/wants to visit]

Comments

[justlurkinghere]

"...I'm not sure." It just seemed less creepy. But then he was not the best judge.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles chuckled. "You gonna take me upstairs or have your way with me against the wall?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Upstairs," Derek replied, kissing him firmly. Only after that was established did he continue carrying Stiles up to their room.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled into the kiss, tugging on Derek's hair a little. "Good. Mike have a hissyfit otherwise."

[justlurkinghere]

"You're going to get me in trouble," Derek muttered, struggling to get the bedroom door open with all the distractions.

[robinonadderall]

"I would never." He moved one of his hands out of Derek's hair to help with the whole door opening thing.

[justlurkinghere]

That just forced Derek to laugh. "Liar."

But he was able to nudge the door open with his foot, so their teamwork was paying off!

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled. "You know that would have been easier if you were willing to put me down."

[justlurkinghere]

...no.

"You want me to put you down?"

[robinonadderall]

"I didn't say that," he said, tightening his legs around Derek. "I just will be forever amused by how much you love manhandling me."

He remembered the days where Derek was hesitant to even touch him.

[justlurkinghere]

Well, self control and them. Never shall they mix.

"Pretty sure you like it just as much as me," Derek replied, kicking the door shut behind him. And, for that comment, gave Stiles' ass a grope.

[robinonadderall]

"I do," he said, laughing a little. "I really, really do."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek leaned in for one last quick kiss before dropping Stiles onto the bed without warning. Because he was a jerk like that.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles made a shocked noise when he landed on the bed, flailing a little. "Asshole."

[justlurkinghere]

"Kiss and make it better?" That was terrible even for Derek.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles huffed. "Yeah, go ahead."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek leaned over him, planting his hands on the bed at Stiles' sides to support himself for that kiss.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles kissed Derek back, fingers curling into his shirt. He tugged down a little, trying to pull Derek on top of him.

[justlurkinghere]

Well, since he was so insistent, Derek had to crawl onto the bed to join him. "Feeling better about the drop?"

[robinonadderall]

"A little," he said. "You still need to make it up to me. It was traumatizing."

[justlurkinghere]

"Traumatizing?" Derek replied, smothering a laugh against Stiles' neck.

[robinonadderall]

"Yup," Stiles said. "I need to be comforted."

[justlurkinghere]

"I'll have to think of something then," Derek said, tugging at the collar of Stiles' shirt with one finger.

[robinonadderall]

"More hickeys?" Like Stiles needed more of those.

[justlurkinghere]

They had problems. Serious problems.

"We didn't have time for it this weekend," Derek pointed out.