Cozy||drabble
When trying to figure out the three beds, 5 people scenario, Lydia takes charge.
"Scott and Stiles because they’ve certainly slept in the same bed before. Derek can take his own bed, he probably kicks in his sleep. And Isaac and me can take the last one." The others gawk at her. "What? It just makes sense," Lydia says, matter of fact. "Isaac is the tallest, and I’m the shortest. I don’t need that much space."
Things don’t get really weird until the next morning when Lydia is snuggled up under Isaac’s arm and Scott, Derek, and Stiles can’t bare to wake them. “They look so well rested,” Stiles hisses in jealousy. “Your knee was in my back the whole night, Scotty. Gracias, by the way.”
"We are still resting," Lydia groans, burying her head under her pillow while pressing back even more persistently against Isaac (what? body heat and all…). "Please leave." Isaac makes a shooing motion with his hand, cuddling around Lydia’s upper body.
"Well we will be enjoying a free continental breakfast,” Scott points out, pushing Derek and Stiles out the door to give the two some privacy.
