Still Nameless House | Tuesday Evening

[robinonadderall]

It was kind of nice having a place to himself. Sure the whole cleaning aspect sucked and sometimes it was scary when he heard strange noises at night but for the most part it was nice. He got to use his jeep all the time and he didn't have a roommate giving him side eye all the time. And he had a kitchen to cook stuff in!

"Stuff" being top ramen. Look, his skills were limited.

[Open for visitors/calls/etc and vigorious SP is in effect]

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[justlurkinghere]

"Please tell me this isn't what you eat when I'm not around." Derek was in rare 'creepy appearing in the doorway without making noise' form.

[robinonadderall]

It was a good thing Stiles was nowhere near the oven otherwise his dinner would have been knocked onto the floor when he jumped at the noise. "Jesus, Derek, you can't just do that!"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek smirked at how high Stiles jumped. Because he was an ass like that. "Ask you a question?"

[robinonadderall]

"Sneak up on me when I'm alone in the house," he said. "Do you want me to be paranoid in our house?"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek beamed at him, but it was for less dick-ish reasons. "Say it again."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles sighed. Derek's sappiness was making Stiles' heart attack slowly go away. "This is our house."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek grinned again, moving in to put his arms around Stiles' waist for a sappy little hug. "Not sneaking up on you going to be a house rule?"

[robinonadderall]

"It is now," he said, hugging Derek back. "Seriously, you almost gave me a heart attack."

[justlurkinghere]

"Pretty sure it was all the salt in that ramen."

[robinonadderall]

"What's wrong with ramen?" he asked.

[justlurkinghere]

"It is so much worse than bacon," Derek replied, making a face.

[robinonadderall]

"I have limited cooking skills," he said, moving to turn off the oven. "You know this."

[justlurkinghere]

"I'd offer to teach you, but I don't know if the kitchen would survive it."

And the smell of smoke wasn't always the most pleasant. For reasons.

[robinonadderall]

"But then what would you offer me as a househusband?" he teased.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek sighed, going to lean against the counter as he watched Stiles and his terrible ramen. "Are you going to expect dinner on the table every night? Maybe a martini?"

[robinonadderall]

"I mean, if you want me to make dinner you're going to get ramen." Though he wouldn't make Derek eat straight out of the pot like Stiles was going to do now.

[justlurkinghere]

Which was why Derek was making even more of a face at him. They had bowls for a reason, Stiles! For a reason!

"I'm cooking then." And he'd sneak bacon into everything.

[robinonadderall]

"Probably best for the both of us," he said around a mouthful of noodles. "And the kids too."

[justlurkinghere]

It was just rude to keep making Derek beam happily. So rude.

"Maybe I'll start one of those blogs about being a stay at home husband and dad." He'd have to make Stiles start the blog and then fix all the coding errors he was bound to make without knowing how.

[robinonadderall]

"What would you put on it?" he asked, amused.

[justlurkinghere]

"How my husband has a room full of posters about crimes," Derek replied dryly. "Should I be concerned that he's a serial killer?"

[robinonadderall]

Stiles laughed, putting the mostly-finished pot in the sink. He'd take care of that later. Maybe. "And here I thought you'd be taking pictures of the lunches you make for the kids. You'll probably cut their sandwiches into shapes."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek would take care of it later, let' be real.

"I'd do that too," Derek replied. "Share some secret werewolf recipes with the world."

[robinonadderall]

"Do secret werewolf recipes involve woodland animals you've killed yourself?" he asked.

[justlurkinghere]

"Honestly? Lots of carbs, lots of protein." A beat. "I had so many peanut butter sandwiches as a kid."

He looked so fond of those memories.