It's Creepy Because the Eclipse is all Red Mansion, Late Monday night/Early Tuesday morning

[justlurkinghere]

It was another complete lunar eclipse, one that would actually be perfectly placed for north and south America to view it. Which meant about 4 hours of lazy 'not turning into a werewolf' fun times.

Oh, and the special brownies. For people who are adults. So, Derek, Jack and maybe Mike. If Mike felt like putting up with lazy werewolves again.

Because why not?

[NFB! And for the wolfy types/wolfy type adjacent]

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[justlurkinghere]

Rude!

"Little while ago," Derek replied, not following that logic.

[robinonadderall]

"Thought so," he said, making himself more comfortable on the couch. He cared not if Derek got jostled! "I'm taking your bed tonight."

[justlurkinghere]

"Okay," Derek said easily, slumping down more until it was less of a slump and more of a using Stiles' lap as his pillow.

"I'm not lying about thinking you're attractive," he said, catching back up to the topic at hand. "Other people do."

Waaaait a minute.

"Don't go sleep in their beds, though."

[robinonadderall]

"Who else finds me attractive?" he asked, sliding his fingers through Derek's hair.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek closed his eyes, relaxing even more under that. "I'm not telling you that. You're my boyfriend."

No take backs.

[robinonadderall]

"Aw, that's the first time you called me that." At least not without sounding he was about to have a heart attack before he got it out.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek reached up to grab at Stiles' face at that, trying to pull him down for an awkward kiss.

[robinonadderall]

It was an awkward, graceless kiss. But Stiles was happy to get it anyway. "You're so cuddly and affectionate like this."

[justlurkinghere]

"I can't do this until you graduate," Derek informed him seriously. Despite having done it just now. "But you're just all there. And I want to kiss you so much."

[robinonadderall]

"I want to kiss you too," he said. "Like all of the time. Even when your beard is really scratchy."

[justlurkinghere]

"I can shave that," Derek offered, carefully going for the Doritos once again. "I stopped shaving my chest because of you."

[robinonadderall]

"You did?" he asked. Sure, he had seen Derek naked recently but he was focused on, you know, more dick-shaped things at the time. "That's probably the most romantic thing anybody's done for me."

And the weirdest.

[justlurkinghere]

There was that, it was true.

"I'd do it a lot." Wow. Such romance. Much charm.

[robinonadderall]

"Just let me--" Stiles went to hook a finger in the neck of Derek's shirt so he could pull it down a little. "Wow, you really did stop shaving. That's pretty sexy."

[justlurkinghere]

Don't make him take his shirt off, Stiles. That way leads to pain.

"I can't smell if you really think that," Derek said after a moment.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles leaned down to give Derek another quick kiss. "I really think that, I promise."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek grinned, wide and guileless. "Good. But I like that smell."

And now it was the TMI portion of the evening.

[robinonadderall]

"The happy with your chest hair smell?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Nope," Derek replied with a little giggle snicker.

[robinonadderall]

"Okay what smell are we talking about?" He kind of already knew, let's be real.

[justlurkinghere]

He was just setting himself up for things. Mostly to mock Derek later.

"When you're hard," Derek muttered, distracted by the fact that he managed to get a Dorito.

[robinonadderall]

And that would be Stiles' face turning red. He didn't even notice the Dorito theft. "Oh."

[justlurkinghere]

Rampant Dorito theft.

Derek glanced up at him, frowning at the face. "It's in the survey," he said, offering a chip to Stiles. "And my therapist said to be honest about it."

So, so, horrifyingly honest.

[robinonadderall]

"No, that's good," he said, taking the chip. "Honesty's good. I'm just not used to anybody talking about me like that. It's nice."

Yes, he thought saying filthy things to him was nice. It gave him the warm fuzzies, even.

[justlurkinghere]

"Good," Derek said, slumping back down to claim Stiles' lap as his pillow again.