1172 . TFLN

[loveshernerds]

TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT

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[alotofadderall]

Just ran over my mailbox trying to shut it because I was too drunk and lazy to get out and do it.

[alotofadderall]

I never said you were...I just thought it was pertinent information. [Stiles laced his fingers through Sam's, closing his eyes contentedly.] Best to know everything up front, huh?

[willneversayyes]

[Sam gently squeezed his hand, kissing his temple.]

Go to sleep, Stiles.

[alotofadderall]

Promise you won't leave? [Stiles asked quietly, managing to turn his head over his shoulder and look at Sam after he kissed him.]

[willneversayyes]

I'm not going anywhere, Stiles.

I'll be right here when you wake up. I promise.

[alotofadderall]

I hope you know you're risking certain death if my father catches you and I don't wake up in time... [As much as Stiles wanted Sam to stay so he wasn't alone again, he wouldn't have blamed his maybe-really-hope-he-was-boyfriend if he decided to leave.]

[willneversayyes]

I'm a light sleeper.

If I hear him coming, I'll hide under the bed.

[alotofadderall]

I prefer you in my bed, to be honest... [Stiles murmured, shifting awkwardly over onto his side facing Sam, curling an arm around the hunter's neck.] ...That was really forward wasn't it; ignore me, I'm drunk...

[willneversayyes]

I'll make you a deal. As long as your father doesn't check in on you, I'll stay in bed.

But when your father finds out about us, it should be when we tell him, not when he sticks his head in your room and sees me in your bed.

[alotofadderall]

...He should know better. [One, frankly traumatizing time, and Stiles was reasonably confident it wouldn't happen again.]

At least we're clothed? [Stiles suggested, though that was something Stiles wouldn't mind changing...]

[willneversayyes]

I don't know that your father will consider that if he sees me.

He's not gonna care that we're wearing clothing.

[alotofadderall]

Even worse, I'm drunk. [Stiles pointed out helpfully.] He'd totally think I went back to that gay bar and you got me smashed or something.

[willneversayyes]

Gay bar?

Now I'm definitely jealous. What were you doing at a gay bar?

[alotofadderall]

Danny was at the bar, and the Kanima followed him there. [Stiles explained, tracing Sam's lips with his forefinger, distracted.] Scott broke the lock and we snuck in through the back.

Nobody hit on me. They were all over Scott, though. [Stiles told Sam, matter-of-factly.] Well, a couple of drag queens slipped me their numbers, but I'm pretty sure they were for a makeover, not a date.

[willneversayyes]

[Sam smiled against Stiles' finger, relaxing.]

Good to know.

[alotofadderall]

More like depressing. [Stiles snorted, pulling at Sam's bottom lip curiously.]

But you looked at me...it's a miracle, but you did. [Stiles grinned, pressing closer to the older man.] I'm glad you did...