Stiles *watching Derek, with salt-and-pepper in his hair and beard, wearing glasses, a cardigan, and fuzzy socks while drinking tea and reading a book*: I'm gonna fuck that old man.
Scott: He's not an old man.
Stiles: Look at him. He's got one foot in the grave.
Scott: He's three years older than us.
Stiles: He's lived such a long life. I hope I can make him happy in his final days.
Derek: You know I can hear you, right?
Stiles: His hearing is still so sharp. 🥹












