justlurkinghere: (what was that?)
justlurkinghere ([personal profile] justlurkinghere) wrote2013-08-29 08:37 pm

Not So Much Creepy As Sad Mansion, Thursday Night

So, Stiles was back. And there was a number of other things Derek gleamed from what he was told that ended up making him the saddest little firefly of the bunch. That was now a saying. Yes. So, we hope you all start using it.

Make it happen, folks.

Anyway, to deal with his crippling trust/abandonment issues, Derek was watching Toddlers & Tiaras on Netflix. Because if there was ever a show that made you feel at least better than one person out there, it was Toddlers & Tiaras.

He also had Puppy Joe on his lap. Because at least this dog wouldn't leave him.

[[Open, sure. There was vodka involved in this post]]
robinonadderall: ([pos] explaining casually)

[personal profile] robinonadderall 2013-08-30 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
Stiles still had no idea what got Derek all quiet and sullen, but he was giving Derek his space until he got over it. He had only went downstairs for some food briefly, but now he was back to being holed up in Derek's bed, watching TV.

He was not brooding about what was bothering Derek. He wasn't.

When he decided he was going to risk sleeping he tossed a comfortable pillow and one of the blankets outside of the door for Derek to pick up later and whistled for Puppy Joe. He wanted to cuddle, dammit.