Creepy Doesn't Really Work Anymore Mansion, Saturday Afternoon

[justlurkinghere]

It was hot out. Not as hot as it could have been, but still hot enough that Derek didn't want to move much after taking Puppy Joe for a walk. So, while the dog bounded on past him to drink all the water his tiny stomach could handle and flop out on the cool tile floor of the kitchen, Derek was left to flop onto the couch.

And wish he'd peeled his shirt off before falling over.

It was sticking to him and gross and summer was awful. Why couldn't it always be jacket weather? He was a fan of jacket weather.

[For the guy for all the SP]

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[robinonadderall]

Stiles wasn't a real fan of summer either. He wore too many layers for that. Not that he was wearing many right now and he, like Derek, had kept his shirt on. For Mikes' sake mostly.

"Aww, is someone tired?"

[justlurkinghere]

Poor, easily scandalized Mike. The former stripper.

"We're moving to Alaska," Derek muttered. "Look for grad school in Alaska."

[robinonadderall]

"It might be too cold for me there." He couldn't deal with too hot or too cold.

[justlurkinghere]

But Derek could go full mountain man with his beard!

"Washington?" That was below Alaska. It worked for him.

[robinonadderall]

"With the hipsters?" he asked. "Who am I kidding, you'd love the hipsters."

[justlurkinghere]

"You'd just need skinnier jeans to be one." Seriously. "Maybe a beanie."

[robinonadderall]

"You'd like the whole home-brewed beer, cloth diapers, quinoa aspect of it," Stiles said. "You want us to have chickens in our backyard for the eggs."

[justlurkinghere]

"Fresh eggs would be good," Derek replied, totally proving him right.

[robinonadderall]

He rolled his eyes. "You're so weird."

[justlurkinghere]

"I could have suggested we move to the middle of nowhere," Derek replied, rolling onto his side. "Maybe get a ranch."

Where Stiles would go insane with boredom.

[robinonadderall]

"No. Nope," he said, shaking his head. "Never."

[justlurkinghere]

"Where would you move if you could go anywhere then?"

SINCE DEREK'S RANCH DREAMS WERE CRUSHED.

[robinonadderall]

"I like California."

[justlurkinghere]

"Fine. But I still get the chickens." He hadn't even wanted chickens before you mentioned them, Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

He chuckled. "You seriously want the chickens?"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek shrugged before pushing himself upright now that he was finally feeling human... ish in the air conditioning. "No, but it seemed like I should demand something there."

[robinonadderall]

"And you're demanding chickens," Stiles said, sitting down next to Derek. "If you take care of them then I can agree to chickens."

[justlurkinghere]

"I need my hipster cred, don't I?" Derek replied, shifting back to lean against the arm of the couch, but keeping his legs close to Stiles.

Because he was sweaty and gross, but playin' it cool.

[robinonadderall]

"You need a shower."

[justlurkinghere]

"What, this isn't attractive to you?"

[robinonadderall]

"No." Yes. Kind of. "You smell bad."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek smirked, relaxing a little bit against the couch. "You're the one who sat by me."

[robinonadderall]

"You'd pout if I sat anywhere else." Try to deny it, Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

"I--" So would. "Okay, maybe I would."

[barannnn.livejournal.com]

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