Derek dragged his feet through the front door, dropping his wallet and keys by the front door. He shrugged off his jacket and hung it on a hook before making his way upstairs and into their bedroom
He tugged his tie off and unbuttoned his shirt when he heard the quiet shuffle of feet behind him.
“Hello, lover,” he heard Stile say in a mocking seductive voice.
Derek glanced back at Stiles, who leant against the door frame and looked at Derek with half-lidded eyes and a mischievous smile. He could help but chuckle, shaking his head.
Stiles smirked as he pushed himself away from the door and over to his husband’s side. He leant in close and gave Derek a smooch before sitting down on the edge of the bed. “How was work?”
“Alright,” Derek muttered as she stripped off his shirt and tossed it into the work basket. “How about your day?”
“Better now that you’re home.”