Nameless House | Friday Afternoon

[robinonadderall]

As of  this morning Stiles was no longer a teenager. Twenty didn't feel too different from nineteen though he did have a minor crisis over the last few days that would be much more appropriate on his twenty-fifth or thirtieth birthday. How did this getting old thing happen? Who allowed this?

Ignore the fact that he still had a babyface and probably would until he was forty.

At least he had classes this morning to make him feel young. And homework to do this weekend. He tossed his bag on the floor of the living room when he got home, deciding he could worry about that on Sunday night. It was his birthday he shouldn't have to do homework.

[For Derek and whoever else feels like pinging]

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[robinonadderall]

"I suppose I can do that," he murmured. "It'd probably be a nice view."

[justlurkinghere]

"I'll take my shirt off if you promise to protect me from the neighbors." One was a cougar, Stiles. It was super awkward.

[robinonadderall]

"I'll make it known that you're taken," he promised, reaching for Derek's hand. "Come on, show me this impressive garden."

[justlurkinghere]

It was basically a patch of dirt with the occasional spot of green where tiny plants had been placed to hopefully grow. But he was super proud of it.

But, considering his luck, they would die. Or abandon him and then die.

"It won't be impressive until there are actual things to pick," he replied, pulling Stiles along.

[robinonadderall]

"I'm impressed we even have a garden," Stiles said. "It looks nice."

Like...a bunch of dirt. But Derek was obviously proud so Stiles was a fan of this pile of dirt.

[justlurkinghere]

It also kept Derek from focusing entirely on wedding planning. Which was for the best. No one wanted a werewolf groomzilla.

"Not too domestic?"

[robinonadderall]

The wedding was two years away. Groomzilla could wait.

"Is there such thing as too domestic?" he asked.

[justlurkinghere]

That just gave him two years of pinterest boards.

"...there has to be, right?"

[robinonadderall]

Stiles shrugged, plopping himself on the ground in a sunny spot. "So what are you growing?"

[justlurkinghere]

"A bunch of vegetables," Derek replied proudly. "And some watermelon because it seemed like a good idea."

They'd end up with tomatoes, kale, and tiny watermelons.

[robinonadderall]

"I'm so proud of you, growing vegetables," Stiles said. "And here I thought you'd figure out how to make a bacon tree."

[justlurkinghere]

"I could see if the neighborhood allows pigs..." And then grow attached and be unable to kill it.

[robinonadderall]

"We are not keeping a farm in our backyard," Stiles said, leaning back on his elbows. "The smell alone..."

[justlurkinghere]

"You sure?" Derek teased, crouching down to pat the loose soil. "Maybe a few chickens..."

[robinonadderall]

"You build a hen house and I'll let you have chickens." He was a loving future husband like that.

[justlurkinghere]

"I could build a hen house." In no way could he build a hen house. He could hire people go do this, but was about it.

[robinonadderall]

"You go ahead and do that then," he said with a smirk. He in no way believed Derek would build a hen house himself.

[justlurkinghere]

Okay, time to back track a little. "I could build a dog house."

He could build a dog shanty that Puppy Joe would shun.

[robinonadderall]

"You really think Puppy Joe would lower himself to sleeping outside?" He wasn't some peasant dog!

[justlurkinghere]

"Maybe." Not in the slightest. "It'd be good for him to toughen up a little."

Wolf Derek would be the only one using that dog shanty, let's be real.

[robinonadderall]

Aw and wolf Derek probably would only be able to fit his head in the shanty.

"Where's this shirtlessness I was promised?"

[justlurkinghere]

And the neighbors would be concerned that they were mistreating the giant, black dog that only saw on occasion when it was really just Derek being stubborn.

Derek rolled his eyes, but stripped for him without much hesitation. You trained your man well, Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

"Oh baby," Stiles catcalled. "Best birthday ever."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek threw the shirt at Stiles' head. "I'll be shirtless all summer if it drags you out here with me."

[robinonadderall]

"But my sensitive pale skin." Did you want a sunburned fiance, Derek?