Stiles (clinking his glass): I want to make a toast for my dad.
Stiles: Who told me I couldn't be gay dressed like I usually do.
Stiles: Now I'm married to an alpha werewolf with abs for days.
Everyone: *clapping awkwardly*
Stiles: Where's Danny? Danny, remember how I kept asking you if I was attractive to gay guys.
Stiles: Well... Seems like I am attractive to guys with biceps bigger than my head.
Isaac (whispering to Derek): Is this how you imagined your wedding?
Derek: Word for word.








