Sterek Shorts

Elders

(Isn't Sterek, but I can't resist!)

Stiles and his father went out for dinner because they were both too lazy to make anything. Since Stiles finally started working and Noah already working, they agreed on splitting the bill.

All of a sudden, a random old lady come up to their table and give them a very noticeable digusted look.

"Isn't he a little old for you?" She scoffed, clearly thinking Noah is a sugar daddy.

"Well, considering he's my dad, I'd say you're a judgemental hag," Stiles says with a proud smile.

Noah chokes on his water.

"Respect your elders, young man," the old lady says snippy.

"Respect your youth. We're the ones who'll decide whether or not to pull your cord in like what, five weeks?" Stiles responds, keeping his smug smile.

Noah chokes on his drink yet again.

The old lady storms off, rolling her eyes and scoffing.

Noah looks at Stiles with a disappointed look.

"What?" Stiles asks.

"Come on, you and I both know it'll be three weeks," Noah jokes along.

The two go into a laughing fit before continuing their meal.