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]

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[justlurkinghere]

"He doesn't threaten me nearly as much as Cora threatens you," Derek replied, settling down on the bed so he could spoon the hell out of Stiles. He was gonna be big spoon this time, damn it.

Also he kinda liked the Sheriff a lot.

[robinonadderall]

"I choose to think Cora does it out of love," he said, settling against Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

"She threatens me too if that helps."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles chuckled. "Yeah it kind of does make me feel better, actually."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek pressed a kiss to the back of his neck for that. "I think she likes the dog more than the both of us."

[robinonadderall]

"I don't blame her," he said, baring more of his neck to Derek. "He's pretty cute."

[justlurkinghere]

"Just as long as she doesn't try kidnapping him," he muttered quietly, taking full advantage of Stiles' offering and the newly emptied house with a bite.

[robinonadderall]

"Gotta start looking for jobs," he murmured, closing his eyes. "Soon."

Not necessarily now, however.

[justlurkinghere]

"You'll find one you like," Derek assured him quietly, working slowly on sucking a bruise high up on Stiles' neck now that he was allowed to again.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled. "Thank you for not doing this while my dad was here."

[justlurkinghere]

"You'd kill me if I gave your dad a heart attack," Derek pointed out.

[robinonadderall]

"That's very true," he said. "Though I'm pretty sure all he'd do is tease us until you die of embarrassment."

[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.