Big hearts and soft pajamas
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Stiles never would have guessed the secret he would learn when a normally grumpy and leather wrapped mass of muscle and murderous eyebrows came climbing through his window in the middle of the night intent on cuddling.
"Stiles" Derek called out in a whisper, waking him once again from his half asleep state. He sighed and pushed his face deeper into his pillow.
"What, Derek?"
"Can i sleep with you?"
"Uh..sure"
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