Stiles's POV
*buzz* *buzz*
The repeated vibrations of my phone broke me out of my peaceful slumber. I groaned, and flipped over, trying to find a position that drowned out the noise.
*buzz* *buzz*
I groaned. "Hello?" My voice deeper and raspier than normal due to exhaustion.
I heard a chuckle from the other end of the line. "Hello sleeping Beauty."
"Der what time is it?"
He sighed. "3:48"
I groaned. "This better be good."
"I'm outside your window." He laughed. "Open it."
"Open it yourself."
"Lazy."
I scoffed. "You love my laziness."
"Debatable."
"Get in here and cuddle me before I hurt you."
Derek laughed, and hung up as my window opened. He closed it quietly behind him, and crawled behind me in bed, wrapping his arm around my torso. "Better?"
I hummed happily, snuggling closer to him as he chuckled. "I'm taking that as a yes."
"Go to sleep sourwolf."
"I love you."
I sighed. "I guess you're okay. Kinda clingy though."
Derek mocked hurt, and I turned around to place a quick peck on his frown. "I love you Derek Hale."
"I guess you're okay."
