Creepy Old Mansion on Phoenix Way, Sunday Morning

[justlurkinghere]

The morning after another full moon with extra werewolves in town was clearly the best time ever. And by 'best time ever' we mean 'Derek wanted to murder everyone involved'.

But that wasn't all that different from usual.

So. You know. Congrats on surviving the full moon and here's to hoping you survive the morning after?

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[surveyor-by-day.livejournal.com]

"G'morning," Alcide said, with a slightly sheepish little wave. He wasn't making an effort to cover up, still, but he also was sort of dim sometimes and figured Stiles was impressed by how awesome he looked, like, objectively.

[robinonadderall]

"Morning," Stiles squeaked. He tried looking anywhere but the obvious, he really did, but somehow his eyes kept going there. "You...you were definitely not here last night."

Oh god strange and potentially embarrassing things were happening.

[surveyor-by-day.livejournal.com]

Yeah, now Alcide was thinking he should find pants. If only he'd thought to bring pants here last night, though. Tragic. "Nope. Caught up with the others in the early hours. Alcide Herveaux, nice to meet you."

Hooray for totally casual nudity.

[robinonadderall]

"Stiles," he said, managing to tear his eyes away and look at a wall. "Nice to meet you too, my best friend is the shirtless guy holding the poofy dog."

[surveyor-by-day.livejournal.com]

"That is a hell of a poofy dog," Alcide noted. "Like, less a dog, more a...cloud."

By all means, Alcide, don't hurry to find a blanket or anything.

[robinonadderall]

"He's actually penis--DEREK'S!" Yeah, Stiles had looked over again. "It's Derek's dog!"

[surveyor-by-day.livejournal.com]

Alcide was just going to raise one thick brow at that. "You okay, son?"

Oh god, don't make it weirder, Alcide.

[robinonadderall]

"Yes?" Stiles cleared his throat and looked away again, blushing a little. "I mean, yes, I'm fine. How are you?"

[surveyor-by-day.livejournal.com]

"Tired," Alcide replied. "You obviously know about the change, so I don't mind telling you that it's exhausting."

Still no move towards pants. Let's just have a conversation without them. Who needs pants? Fascists, that's who.

[robinonadderall]

"Seems like it. Changing, running around town--" Somehow losing all of your clothes. "--seems like a good workout though, you are in good shape."

Annnnnd he was looking again. "For a piece of crap run down mansion it is really hot in here."

Stiles. That was just you and your hormones.

[surveyor-by-day.livejournal.com]

"I'm always kinda hot."

Oh, Alcide. Now you're just trolling that poor boy.

[robinonadderall]

"I can tell--oh god that didn't come out right," he said quickly. "I meant because you were naked that obviously you were hot! Wait, no!"

Someone save him from himself.

[surveyor-by-day.livejournal.com]

"Son, if you could locate a pair of pants for me, I'd be much obliged," Alcide half-sighed, half-drawled. "Or some drawers. Maybe some of his."

He nodded to Derek, whose...pants would never at all fit him. At all.

[robinonadderall]

...

"You want me to ask Derek for underwear?"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek sighed heavily, snagging Stiles by the shoulder to yank him away from their naked guest.

Who was so very naked.

"Upstairs, idiot."

Yes, Stiles. He was ordering you to go through his underwear. How had this become his life?

[robinonadderall]

"You know, I don't really think we've hit the 'pawing through each other's underwear' stage of our relationship yet!" But he went upstairs anyway.

Yeah he was never telling alpha Derek about this ever.

[surveyor-by-day.livejournal.com]

"You've got him well-trained," Alcide noted. Because the puppy metaphor was unavoidable.

[justlurkinghere]

It kind of really was.

"If you say so," Derek said, glancing over at Alcide. Stop making him think he wasn't doing enough crunches, Alcide. It wasn't cool.

[surveyor-by-day.livejournal.com]

He wasn't even flexing! "I could use a little human errand boy," he mused. "I mean, I've got Sookie but she lives in New York now, and it's sort of creepy to hang out with a teenage girl."

Somehow less with a guy?

[justlurkinghere]

DAMN YOUR MUSCLES.

Derek glared at him. Or just looked at him. Because his default look was pretty angry. "No."

[surveyor-by-day.livejournal.com]

"I don't want yours," Alcide sighed, rolling his eyes. Because that was just absurd.

God forbid anyone ask Stiles about this.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles was no one's errand boy! Ignore the fact he had just had his hands all over Derek's underwear because he asked.

What was his life?

"Your underwear is boring," Stiles announced when he came back in. He tossed Alcide the pair he grabbed. "I found the flexiest pair I could. You're a lot bigger than Derek."

[justlurkinghere]

The look on Derek's face was probably priceless at that statement. "You can leave now, Stiles."

HINT HINT.

[surveyor-by-day.livejournal.com]

Alcide, meanwhile, was squirming into Derek's underwear.

Yep. That sentence was just written somewhere, for all of time.

"I'd noticed," he added to Stiles, with a small smile.

What? He was kind of enjoying this.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles couldn't help but laugh because jokes at Derek's expense were the best. "I like you, you're funny!"

Sorry, Derek, did you tell him to leave or something?