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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