AO3 Tags: Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Living Together, Dogs, Established Relationship
“Hey, Derek! What do you – oh stop jumping about like you didn't hear me, I know you did, don't pretend that you didn't. Anyways, what do you think about getting a dog?”
Derek raised his brow, staring at Stiles with faint exasperation. Yes, it was normal for Stiles to throw open the curtain while Derek was either taking a bath or shower to ask an odd question. But it was also normal for Stiles to do this after he had already done the thing.
“What kind is it?” the wolf huffed, half tempted to throw the loofah at his boyfriend.
Stiles flailed about, sputtering and failing to form actual words. Then, he heaved a sigh, shoulders sagging. “It's a baby Pitt. But I haven't bought her yet! Just...made an appointment to meet her. She was left in a box in an ally all alone, sat in the rain for days. She was super sick when she was found. Almost died! And she has these...sea green eyes that just...sparkle. And and she has this brown coat with this cute as fuck white stripe going down her face! And her paws...they look like they were dipped in white paint! And and -”
“When is the appointment?”
Stiles grinned wide, smelling triumphant. “Tomorrow at noon.”
Of course Stiles would get the soonest appointment. Of course he would.
