It Will Be Called Valentine House Today | Morning

[robinonadderall]

Stiles blew his gift giving load on their anniversary last month but he still wanted to do something for Derek for the holiday. So he was making breakfast (yes, he could do that much). It wasn't as pretty as other people's breakfasts but he was 99.9% sure nobody would die from eating it. Which was something.

Happy Valentine's Day?

[For the husband to be]

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[justlurkinghere]

Derek had no trouble with wrapping his arms around Stiles to hold onto him for some good old cuddling. "It's only the morning," he muttered, kissing the top of Stiles' head. "We didn't even finish breakfast."

For some reason.

[robinonadderall]

"We didn't." And most of it had ended up in Stiles' hair. "Guess I have the rest of the day to screw your brains out."

[justlurkinghere]

"Still have some rooms to break in."

The pantry didn't even count as a room, Derek.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles snorted. "What, like the garage?"

[justlurkinghere]

Okay, point. "Maybe in the summer when it's warmer."

It was almost public sex then!

[robinonadderall]

"Yeah, okay," he said having no intention of having sex in the garage. "Until then, how about we stick to the nice warm bed?"

[justlurkinghere]

He'd surprise blow you there, Stiles. Don't act like you'd refuse that.

"Warm, sticky bed."

[robinonadderall]

"And whose fault is that?" Certainly not his!

[justlurkinghere]

Derek just made a vague noise like that was an answer that didn't implicate himself. "It smells like chocolate."

[robinonadderall]

"I don't smell anything," he said, though he wasn't surprised by that. "Is it a good chocolate smell or a bad one?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Its... like an old tootsie roll." So incredibly sweet.

[robinonadderall]

"...ew." That was so not romantic.

[justlurkinghere]

He took a risk on the lube, okay? It was a risk.

"You are so lucky that you can't smell it like me."