It's Almost Normal Looking Mansion on Phoenix Way, Saturday Morning

[justlurkinghere]

Derek was still laying on the couch, on his stomach thank you, watching bad television this morning. His back was almost at 100%, but for now he was going to enjoy the wonder of having a place to recuperate that wasn't abandoned or looking like someone might build a meth lab there any moment now.

It was almost novel!

Now he just had to avoid Stiles until he could move normally again.

[[Open, of course!]]

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[justlurkinghere]

Possibly if you were talking about mentally!

"Shouldn't you be paying attention to the show?"s

[robinonadderall]

"How can I possibly pay attention when you're kicking me?" he asked. "Besides, I turned the TV on for you, dumbass."

Be in awe of his thoughtfulness.

[justlurkinghere]

"You also threatened to punch me."

Apparently the only way to get over a fight and ~emotions~ was to be as immature as possible.

[robinonadderall]

"It was just a threat," Stiles said, getting up when the doorbell rang. "Now give me money for pizza and I'll consider not bitching the next time you put your feet on me."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek sighed, shifting to get off the couch to grab his wallet. Which was promptly tossed at Stiles' face. "I know how much is in there."

He so did not.

[robinonadderall]

"Sure you do," Stiles said, picking the wallet up from the floor (like he was capable of catching it). "Thanks, honey bunch."

If you were worried that the pizza guy might be evil, Derek, never fear. Because Puppy Joe went with Stiles to answer the door. Of course that could be because he smelled pepperoni.

[justlurkinghere]

Puppy Joe was protective like that.

Protective of food.

"And bring napkins!" They weren't slobs here. Just because there were blood stains on the couch, didn't mean they needed to eat like homeless people.

[robinonadderall]

There was some annoyed mumbling, some of it definitely calling Derek prissy, but Stiles did come back with Derek's wallet, a couple of pizzas (some got left in the kitchen for Mike) and, yes, napkins.

"You know you could just wipe your hands on your pants." Like a normal person.

[justlurkinghere]

"I'm not staining my pants," Derek replied, taking one of the pizza boxes as soon as Stiles was in reach. Watch him put competitive eaters to shame!

[robinonadderall]

"Pizza stains come out," Stiles said, throwing a couple of napkins at Derek before sitting back down on the couch with his own pizza. "Don't forget to chew."

Pretty hypocritical advice from the guy who could inhale a box of curly fries in under a minute.

[justlurkinghere]

Shut up and let him wallow in his shaaaaaaaame.

"Ha ha," Derek said between slices. "See if I buy you pizza again."

He would. Because he was a sugar daddy.

[robinonadderall]

He really was, and Stiles knew it.

"I'm just worried about your health," Stiles said, leaning down to give Puppy Joe a pepperoni. "Not sure if I remember how to give the Heimlich."

[justlurkinghere]

Just don't let anyone else know. It was a secret.

"It doesn't look difficult. Not even you get it wrong."

Derek would probably screw it up, though. So. You know.

[robinonadderall]

"Maybe I'd just hit you in the stomach a few times to see if that makes you cough up the half a pizza you decided to eat in less than a minute." Okay, he was exaggerating. But only slightly.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek oh so maturely flipped him off as he folded another slice in half to eat. "I'm healing."

[robinonadderall]

"Excuses, excuses," Stiles said, tossing his still mostly-full pizza box on the table before settling back against the couch cushions again. "Just admit you're a pig."

[justlurkinghere]

Hey! Have you seen his abs?

"Pretty sure I'm a werewolf, actually."

[robinonadderall]

Yes, he has seen your abs, Derek. He just works hard not to think about them.

"Pretty sure you're a douche," Stiles responded oh-so-maturely. "You can eat the rest of my pizza if you want, just keep your paws off the ones in the kitchen."

Ha, paws.

[justlurkinghere]

"Cute," Derek sneered, abandoning his empty box for the rest of Stiles'. "Do you practice those?"

[robinonadderall]

"No, they just come to me," Stiles said. "Impressed?"

[justlurkinghere]

"I can hardly contain myself."

[robinonadderall]

"I can't believe some people think you don't have a sense of humor," Stiles said, shaking his head. "It's a shame, they don't know what they're missing."

[justlurkinghere]

Well, he was pretty enough to make up for that with people, no doubt.

Derek snorted, settling on the couch now that there was no more pizza in sight. Soon the hunger would return, though. Soon. "Jack knows. Kitty." Sure, sometimes they didn't realize he was joking. But still.

"You. Though the other you probably thinks I eat puppies."

He didnt, by the way.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles rolled his eyes. "The first few months I knew you were filled with you popping up at random times to either glare at me or bleed in my jeep, it wasn't the greatest first impression."

[justlurkinghere]

"We'll, it's not like I have many options there," Derek grumbled, trying to find a comfortable position on the couch.