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The sound of his voice wasn’t what woke Derek up, despite the fact that the wolf made no efforts to get out of Stiles’ bed. He was just so tired. “I’m trying to sleep, do you mind?” He knew he owed the other male an explanation, but he just wanted to sleep right now. In the morning he could tell him everything. “You could join me. I’m not gonna bite you or anything. Just… Stop talking.”
How the hell Derek managed to coming into his house was one of his unanswered questions. The second, and most important was why. Nodding quietly to the other werewolf, his expression still completely off guard about his presence, the teenager moved away, passing a hand into his hair.
“ Well… let’s pray the bed is big enough for both of us or you'll be a pillow. ” He could always asking from his father some kind of mattress or reaching one --- however, Stiles was certain his dad will asking him the reason of it…and he couldn’t bring the excuse his best friend deciding to sleeping here. Besides, he didn’t saw himself sleeping in the ground. “ I hope so. ” It was almost a playful tone since he was conscious Derek wasn’t going to doing him anything. Cleaning his throat another time, he moved away, trying to find some place into his own bed. “ It will be a first time that you sleep besides a man? ”
