airplanes(Thiam)

Chapter 35: New York, New York

The sky had long since turned an inky black by the time Derek was pulling the truck to a stop. The car was doused in a sleepy silence that Liam was grateful for. Stiles had, predictably, not shut up since they'd gotten in the truck and even with Derek driving well over the speed limit the journey had felt too long. He was glad however that Stiles had managed to entertain himself by explaining in vivid detail what everyone had been up to since Liam and Theo had vanished into the night and Derek had kept him talking with the occasional grunt that Stiles seemed to think meant 'please continue'. Liam, however, could see the way Derek was rolling his eyes and letting out dramatic sighs.

Theo hadn't spoken since throwing his hot dog out the window, which was probably a good idea. If Liam was lucky they would babble to get the money and get gone before the barbs started coming from Stiles and the two got into a bitch off that would no doubt reflect badly on Theo when Stiles returned to Beacon Hills and told Scott about it.

Derek was the first out of the truck. Moving into the motel's reception, Theo's keys tucked snugly in his pocket. Stiles was next, tumbling out whilst complaining about backache and how his jeep was clearly superior. Theo, luckily, was too busy inspecting every inch of the truck for damage to pay him any mind.

Liam couldn't even bring himself to mind how bad Motel beds usually smelt if it meant getting a few minutes away from the scents of Stiles and Derek muddying up Theo's scent.

They were going to have to drive with the windows open for at least a day to get rid of the unease caused by other peoples scents in the truck.

Maybe Liam was a bit territorial but it was theirs. No one else had even touched it since they'd fled Idaho. It just smelt wrong having their scents mixed with someone else's while in there.

By the time Theo had finished inspecting the truck Derek was marching back over while Stiles rushed to meet him, peering curiously into his palm like a chicken hoping to peck some grain out of it.

"Dude, you only got two rooms?" Stiles asked.

"Yes, Stiles-" Derek hummed with a condescending little smile. "I got two rooms."

"Alright... Okay, that's fine. so, Liam'll room with me and Derek ca-"

"No." Theo and Derek said at the same time.

"Dude." Stiles hissed. "We talked about this." Derek tossed a room key towards Theo leaving Stiles yelping like a wounded animal. "Derek! The plan!"

"I'm keeping your car keys until morning." Derek said, ignoring the Stiles flailing around him.

"You could just give us the money now and we could give Stiles this key and take off." Theo suggested. Derek didn't dignify it with a response. "Fine, let's go." Theo said, nodding Liam towards the building.

"No. No. You stay." Stiles said grabbing Liam's arm before he could walk away. "Dude! You can't just ignore the plan okay that's not-"

"I'd hurry up and get yourself a room, they said they're almost out."

"Wait what my own room?" Stiles asked.

"Yes, your own room. You gate crashed, why would I pay for your room?" Derek hummed, walking off towards the building. Stiles dropped Liam's arm instantly, racing after Derek spluttering angrily.

"Wait, what dude! Derek! Hey! Don't walk away from me! You can't just leave me without a room! Derek! Derek!"

"You just had to call them didn't you." Theo snorted, swinging the key around his finger as he took off after them. Liam followed.

"It's just one night." He said. "Then tomorrow we can go to New York and actually afford to eat."

"Is eating really worth it?"