Aw man, I don’t start fall term till September. So that means I will probably try and get some writing done if I don't work a lot. It's weird to have so much time off from school and classes. Just updating you guys every so often and including a small ass blurb. :)
Stiles groaned and collapsed onto their shared bed as Peter told him to relax after being out of classes for a couple of weeks.
“I get that you want to get to work or do other things but relax, Stiles. You took the summer off so we can spend it together. I know some plans fell through for our vacation this time, but we can plan other things. You know that.” Peter said as he entered the room after Stiles to set the suitcases down.
Everything from Stiles’ jeep was moved into the house now, and Peter began to unpack the suitcases as Stiles groaned and rolled onto his stomach.
“But aren't you going to be busy these months too? We won't be able to spend too much time together.” Stiles said as he pouted, his voice muffled by speaking into the comforter.
“Not too busy. You know I make and have my schedule, Stiles. Besides, I told you not to worry about my work.” Peter told him as he put away Stiles’ clothes.
Peter closed the drawer once he was done, then went over and sat down by Stiles and began to rub his back.
“I want to spend time with you because I've missed you.” Stiles grumbled.
“I know. I've missed you too.” Peter told Stiles as he encountered a knot on Stiles’ back and began to work it out. “You need to relax, though, and not worry about the rest of the summer. I'll plan the things for us, so don't worry.” Peter told him, and Stiles groaned at Peter’s hands on his back.
“I-Okay...” Stiles stumbled on his words and groaned before hissing in pain. “Stop it.” Stiles swatted Peter away, causing him to chuckle and step away from Stiles.
“Find me once you stop moping,” Peter told him as he grabbed the empty suitcases to put them away.
Stiles groaned and took a deep breath, then turned his head to stare at the open closet where his clothes were now hanging with Peter’s. He smiled at the sight, then closed his eyes. He just needed to relax.