Outside of the FBI Training Facility | Quantico, VA

[robinonadderall]

Stiles didn't know if it was sad or impressive that he managed a whole month at his FBI internship before getting shot. Some might have said that with his luck he might've been shot on the first day.

It hadn't been his finest moment, seeing as it was just a small graze on his foot from a ricochet and he had screamed like he had a whole arm taken off. Oh and he passed out when he saw the blood. That was pretty embarrassing too. Whole thing warranted two stitches and a pass to take the rest of the day off (but was expected back bright and early tomorrow).

He was fine to drive home but of course that whole idea went out the window when he told Derek about the ordeal. Now he was waiting to be picked up, occasionally looking at the windows of the facility to see if his classmates were pointing and laughing at him.

So. Embarrassing.

[For Derek!]

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[justlurkinghere]

"I'm going to start treating you like you treat your dad," Derek warned. Like he didn't consume ungodly amounts of junk food and meat when Stiles was gone.

[robinonadderall]

"You will not," he said with a wave of his hand. "My diet is great."

[justlurkinghere]

"Sure it is." He doubted it entirely. "How much ramen will I find?:

[robinonadderall]

"There's nothing wrong with ramen."

[justlurkinghere]

"We can order something," Derek said firmly. Because he judged your food choices hard, Stiles. "And I'm buying you groceries tomorrow."

That would probably go bad by his next trip in.

[robinonadderall]

"Whatever you want, dear," he teased. Focusing on his poor food choices was a lot safer topic than being shot.

[justlurkinghere]

Oh, he'd circle back to that eventually, Stiles.

He huffed at being called 'dear' because he was into it and it was rude to use against him. "You're lucky I love you," he muttered.

[robinonadderall]

"I really am," he agreed. "And vice versa."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek nodded, pulling the car in to park. "Do need to carry you in?"

Like the swooning heroine of a romance novel.

[robinonadderall]

"I thought that was part of the whole pampering deal." So yes.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek snorted, getting out of the car and immediately going around to the other side to open the door for Stiles. See, the pampering? Did you see? "Come on then."

[robinonadderall]

Yes, yes he saw the pampering. Stiles got out of the car, careful not to put his weight on his injured food. "You're so good to me."

[justlurkinghere]

Damn right.

Derek rolled his eyes, scooping him up to carry without any effort. This was possibly the reason why Stiles was so into him. "Don't faint on me."

[robinonadderall]

"You missed that part." Luckily a classmate had caught him before he gave himself a concussion.

[justlurkinghere]

"I hope no one punched you awake." Never letting you live that down, Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

"Well my face doesn't hurt," Stiles said, tugging on Derek's hair in retaliation. "That's always a good sign."

[justlurkinghere]

"Thank god for that. Can't hurt your pretty face," Derek said, lifting him up a little for a kiss. Because clearly waiting until they were inside was for suckers.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled into the kiss because they were so cheesy and that amused him. "Aw, you think I'm pretty."

[justlurkinghere]

It was part of their charm, really.

"I'm engaged to you. Of course I do," Derek replied, looking at the door and then back at Stiles. Then lifted his eyebrows because his hands were full here.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles sighed and freed one of his arms from Derek to get his keys out of his pocket.

"You could've just liked me for my personality," he joked, unlocking the door and opening it.

[justlurkinghere]

"Nope," Derek replied, taking them on in and kicking the door shut behind them. "It's all for your body."

That was a lie. A damn lie even.

[robinonadderall]

"Well I'm flattered." He looked over his shoulder into the apartment. "...I forgot to clean up."

[justlurkinghere]

Why was Derek completely unsurprised by this? "Is the couch at least fit for sitting on?"

[robinonadderall]

"Hey, it's not dirty!" It's just not neat. "I'm not gross."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek just hummed, taking him to the bedroom instead. "I think you'll want to change out of your professional clothes."

Because Derek couldn't do dirty things to you now. He was resisting his love of you in suits, Stiles.