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Third Person POV.
You were at Stiles house.
You both had finished your homework after a very exhausting day at school and were ready for bed.
After you did your nightly routine, you got into bed, with Stiles cuddled up behind you.
The sound of Stiles sniffing in air, getting a whiff of your clean hair, "Mm, this is nice." Stiles hummed out, his chest vibrating against your back.
"Yeah it is." You sighed happily. It was hot, too hot.
'Was it this hot before I got into bed?' You thought to yourself with a frown. You thought about it more, realising Stiles was the one radiating his heat onto you.
It was like he was a giant heater, not that you didn't mind it in Winter when you needed the warmth most but it now being Spring, heat was definitely not what you wanted.
You listened for Stiles breathing, if it was slow it usually meant he was asleep, but it wasn't.
So this was going to be hard for you to do this unsuspected.
Soon enough you gave in, "I can't do this any longer." You said frustrated, sitting up to rid your pants from your body.
"W-what are you doing?" Stiles asked a little bit flustered at the site of you taking off your pants, getting a peek of your underwear.
You rolled your eyes at him, "This has nothing to do with that." knowing what he was thinking.
"Then what are you doing?" He questioned again.
"Taking my pants off, DUH." You replied with sass, "Why?" "Because I can't sleep with pants on." You stated.
"But you've slept with pants on when you have been over before?" Stiles quizzed once again.
"Nope. Haven't since I was a kid, and I usually wait until you're asleep to take them off. So, no pants." You said as you plopped your pants on the floor, next to the bed.
"Since you were a kid?" "Stiles I'm really tired-" You said adjusting the comforter to cover your bare legs.
Stiles worriedly cut you off, "How come you didn't tell me about this? You wouldn't have had to wait until I slept to-" "Stiles." You cut him off. "It's been a really long day and I'm not in the mood to talk about this.
Can we talk about it in the morning?," "Please?" You batted your eyelashes at him giving him your best puppy dog face.
Stiles nodded laying back down, you snuggled into his chest feeling his arm snake around you shoulders.
It had been about 10 minutes, you were on the verge of sleep but Stiles was still awake.
He was stuck thinking about how you had no pants on and he didn't. It made him think how hot his legs were from his sweats and the comforter covering the both of you.
Another 5 minutes passed and Stiles gave in,
"Okay this is unfair-" He sat up. "Stiles I said-" "If you can take off your pants I should be allowed to take off mine." He exasperated.
You looked at him confused as to why he wanted to take his pants off.
"But you're supposed to wear sweats to bed when I'm here." You stated utterly confused.
"Why can't I wear my briefs?" Stiles questioned.
"Because I don't want to feel...you know...Mr. Stiles Jr. on my ass in the morning, again." "That was one time!" He whisper/yelled, flailing his arms.
"One time can turn into multiple." You quirked.
"Whatever, I'm taking them off." Stiles said while striping his sweats off.
"Stiles!" You quietly screeched shuffling slightly to the other side of the bed.
"Too late." He said chucking his sweats at your face.
Your face scrunched up in a discussed look before saying, "Ew." throwing them back at him.
"Fine, you can sleep with no pants." You said rolling over, facing away from him. Stiles smirked, "Alright now let's get some sleep." He went to wrap his arm around you.
"What do you think you're doing?" You said stopping his movements, his smirk falling from his lips.
"S-spooning you?" He stuttered unsure why he was in trouble.
"No no no no no, if you aren't wearing pants then you aren't allowed to be the big spoon." You shook your index finger, bopping him on the nose.
"Awe c'mon Y/N you know I cant sleep unless I'm in the middle." Stiles whined.
"Fine, turn around." You said shoving him to turn over.
You pushed up against his back, wrapping your arm around him, tangling your bare legs with his some what hairy ones.
"You know, it actually feels better with no pants."
"Good night Stiles!"
"Good night baby." Stiles kissed your hand before drifting off into a deep slumber.
