[Stiles yawned, blinking open his eyes and wincing at the light. Oh jeez, wow. There was no doubt about it, he was hungover. Fuck. Stiles closed his eyes again and laid there for a moment, slowly becoming aware of his limbs, letting the feeling return to him...
This was the point at which he noticed three things - one, he was naked; two, this wasn't his bed; and three, there seemed to be something warm and relatively soft lying next to him, curled into his side.
Stiles turned over with a building sense of dread, peeking open his eyes again. It was a reasonably attractive guy, but Stiles couldn't recognize him to save his life and had absolutely no idea who the guy was. Or even where he was. Shit.]
The room itself probably looked a bit old fashioned really. But one arm is over Stiles' torso. If anything the little wizard is a bit of a cuddler. Not that he'd ever admit that and not that anyone would know. After all it isn't like he's with anyone for them to know.
"Uh..." Stiles falls silent, watching the guy sleep. He was almost getting an old sort of feeling from the furnishings of the room, but it wasn't enough to set off any more alarm bells.
Stiles didn't want to wake him, so he settled for lying there somewhat awkwardly, arm wrapped around the guy's shoulders.
This was the point at which he noticed three things - one, he was naked; two, this wasn't his bed; and three, there seemed to be something warm and relatively soft lying next to him, curled into his side.
Stiles turned over with a building sense of dread, peeking open his eyes again. It was a reasonably attractive guy, but Stiles couldn't recognize him to save his life and had absolutely no idea who the guy was. Or even where he was. Shit.]
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Stiles didn't want to wake him, so he settled for lying there somewhat awkwardly, arm wrapped around the guy's shoulders.
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