Nameless House in Maryland | Saturday Afternoon

[robinonadderall]

Stiles had somehow managed to survive four years of college without flunking out and without being killed by some supernatural being. The former was surprising to him; the latter to everyone else. The ceremony was done, his father was safely on a plane home and the only thing left was existential dread of entering the workforce.

Well. Derek and the dog were in the house too.

[For the guy and super SP. Holy hell it's been four years since he graduated]

Comments

[justlurkinghere]

"Which is worse." And probably a glimpse into how Stiles would traumatize future kids.

[robinonadderall]

"Gotta admit that'd be hard to put on a death certificate," he joked.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek groaned, hiding his face against Stiles' neck.

"You are way too much like your dad."

[robinonadderall]

"Thank you," Stiles said, reaching back to tug on Derek's hair playfully.

[justlurkinghere]

He huffed, tilting his head and shifting closer. You know. In case Stiles wanted to do that again.

"Feeling better?'

[robinonadderall]

Stiles took the hint and just left his hand in Derek's hair so he could run his fingers through it. "A little. It's just weird."

[justlurkinghere]

"You're going to do great. Just don't shoot yourself again."

Literally never letting that go.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles rolled his eyes. "It was one time."

[justlurkinghere]

"One time too many," Derek shot back, kissing his neck again.

[robinonadderall]

"I think it'll be a little while before I get to the point where other people will be shooting at me," he said. "I think I have to do my time chained to a desk with paperwork first."

[justlurkinghere]

"I'm okay with that." Oddly enough!

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled. "Yeah I thought you would be."

[justlurkinghere]

"You could go into forensic accounting." Derek, stop watching Investigation Discovery.

[robinonadderall]

"That sounds really boring."

[justlurkinghere]

"Just because you were solving murders in your teens."

[robinonadderall]

"Well then it was a hobby," he said. "Now I want to be paid for it."

[justlurkinghere]

"Oh," Derek said with a laugh. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize it was a hobby before."

[robinonadderall]

"Did my murder room not give that away?" he asked.

[justlurkinghere]

"It seemed very professional " Derek assured him with a kiss.

[robinonadderall]

"So what are you going to busy yourself with when I'm working?" he asked.

[justlurkinghere]

"I could get a job." One that allowed him to flower at people.

[robinonadderall]

"Do you want to get a job?" he asked. "It's not like we need the money."

[justlurkinghere]

"...not really," he admitted. "I've almist got the gardening thing down."

Only half the garden died so far!

[robinonadderall]

"You have made leaps and bounds as a gardener," he said. "And you look good while doing it."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek rolled onto his back, smirking at him as the dog hopped over to attempt to curl up on his stomach. "You just like watching me do manual labor."