*Stiles wakes up with Derek laying over him like a blanket which is a complete switch up from the way they normally wake up. It’s nice. He snuggles further into the bed and Derek makes a soft grunting sound.*
Derek, you awake?
True. *He nudges his nose against Derek’s, brushes his lips over his. He reaches back to grab the blankets and pulls...
If avoiding everything in the world besides our children is an option, why would I choose otherwise?