Beacon Hills | Monday Evening

[robinonadderall]

Stiles was super glad his dad was working night shift tonight because he did not know how much longer he could take the father-son bonding. And it was the sheriff and Derek doing the bonding. Stiles was just sitting to the side watching in horror at his boyfriend and his dad chatting amicably. Shouldn't there be more glaring going on?

"We're not taking him to breakfast tomorrow," Stiles said, peeking out the window to make sure his dad was actually leaving.

[For Derek!]

Comments

[robinonadderall]

"Unlike you I'm not constantly horny." Riiiight.

[justlurkinghere]

"An innocent victim of my libido, huh?"

[robinonadderall]

"Yep," he sighed. "It's so hard being me."

[justlurkinghere]

"I'll give you hard." A beat. "That didn't come out right."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles laughed. "Oh I think it came out right."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek was forced to flick him on the back of the head for that. Forced.

[robinonadderall]

"Hey!" Stiles protested. "That's rude."

[justlurkinghere]

"Learned it from watching you."

[robinonadderall]

"You're so funny," he said with a roll of his eyes. "Want to head upstairs? Or is fooling around in my childhood home weird for you?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Just as long as your dad doesn't decide to come home early."

[robinonadderall]

"He's at work, he doesn't come home early from work," Stiles said. "And I think he knows we have sex, Derek."

[justlurkinghere]

"Knowing and walking in on is different," Derek replied, pushing him back down for another kiss.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled into that kiss, falling back against the couch. Derek was so ridiculous about this. Stiles knew his dad would knock or flee the house if he heard noises.

[justlurkinghere]

That was indeed the hope. Poor, poor Sheriff Stilinski. He could start a club with Mike if that happened.

Derek let the kiss deepen, ignoring Stiles' amusement over this. Because one of them had manners, damn it.

[robinonadderall]

"I thought we were moving off the couch," he murmured.

[justlurkinghere]

"And I thought fooling around wasn't even on your mind," Derek shot back playfully.

[robinonadderall]

"It's not." Just ignore the fact he was sliding his hands up Derek's chest.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek snorted at that, shifting in place so he could more comfortably lean against Stiles.

He bumped his nose against Stiles', almost kissing him again. "Then why would we go upstairs?"

[robinonadderall]

"I like that plan," he said. "Let's try not to fall off my bed."

It was such a tiny bed.

[justlurkinghere]

That's what happens when you went from a king back to a twin, Stiles. Or was it a double? Either way, it was small.

Derek smirked as he pulled back to let Stiles up. "I hope you have supplies up there."

How did they survive without their hidden lube stashes?

[robinonadderall]

It was a double! A very small double.

They were so gonna fall off.

"Of course I have supplies," he said. "Though I bought them for using them on myself."

[justlurkinghere]

"Poor Stiles and his right hand," Derek teased, tugging on Stiles' arm to pull him up as he stood.

[robinonadderall]

"Sometimes I alternate hands," he said, standing up.

[justlurkinghere]

"How's that working for you?"

[robinonadderall]

"Would rather have you helping me out."