Info: 8k | Mature | Childhood Friends, Penpals
Summary: September, 2009
Hi Stiles, it’s Derek. Derek Hale, from space camp. I’m writing this in English because my teacher Ms Grady said I had to write about my summer, but I spent my summer with you, so I decided to write to you, instead.
Please write back. Love from Derek.
Notes: This is just a cuteness overload. Dumb boys in love give me life. -C
“Oh, fuck you!”
Stiles socks him on the arm, turns to hoist his bag up onto his shoulder. “You aregonna miss me, whatever you say.”
“I won’t miss your snoring.”
“Well, I’m not exactly gonna miss you talking in your sleep,” Stiles flutters his eyes, mimics Derek’s sleepy mumblings before Derek launches forward and punches his arm, making his bag slip.