Exactly because of this. Why leave your house when the Blockbuster is literally in your house? It's awesome. [ Stiles hits play and wiggles a little underneath Derek, like he's getting comfortable, before crossing his arms and dropping his chin down on them so he can watch more comfortably.
This is sounding like a good weekend. Spending time with Fao and watching movies, maybe going through the spellbook again, touching up his runes. Honestly, it's so normal it's almost a little weird, that he's basically cuddling with the wolf beast who lives in the burnt out house in the middle of the forest.
(But Stiles kind of loves him a little, so maybe that's okay.) ] You don't. I mean, I guess you can pick the next movie if you want, but I'm educating your sorely lacking pop culture center.
Well if it's cheaper. [ Derek lets Stiles move around under him, but decides to shift somewhat himself before he gets too comfortable. He slips one foreleg/forearm underneath Stiles' crossed arms, pillowing him further before he curls the other in front of the first. He's essentially completely enveloping the human that's basically cuddled up to him, and it's the most comfortable he's been in years.
It's a good thing, he thinks to himself, that Stiles' wards are so much stronger now than they'd been in the beginning. Should Jennifer decide to return to interrupt a peaceful weekend, Stiles should be able to sense her before she even gets close enough to cause trouble. He just hopes she decides not to, because he... almost needs this, at this point.
(Needs Stiles, but he focuses on his words instead of that.) ] I wouldn't know what to pick in the first place. Spaceballs or something equally out there.
Aw, dude, I love that movie! [ Wow, Fao's got good taste in movies, too? It kind of brings up a weird thought, that in all actuality, he doesn't know that much about Fao. He doesn't even know the guy's name (but to be fair, Fao doesn't know his name either)--just that he was cursed by a friggin witch. It makes the cogs in his brain start moving, and he stares at the movie for a few minutes, chewing it over.
Stiles drops his cheek against the arm offered to him and chews it over, pondering. ] Do you have a favorite? Or had one, I guess.
Mel Brooks is the definition of funny. [ Which is saying something because Derek pretends to not have much of a sense of humor most of the time. Give him ten years of misery and it's pretty easy for it to disappear, until a certain quick-witted teenager weasels his way into the nooks and crannies of his life.
Eyes focused on the movie, head still resting on top of Stiles', he tracks the movements on the computer while Stiles seems to fall into silence for a little while. But he knows him by now, so he just waits him out while he watches the movie, ears perked forward with interest. ] I don't know. I used to read more than I watched TV or anything. I liked sports and action movies, though.
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This is sounding like a good weekend. Spending time with Fao and watching movies, maybe going through the spellbook again, touching up his runes. Honestly, it's so normal it's almost a little weird, that he's basically cuddling with the wolf beast who lives in the burnt out house in the middle of the forest.
(But Stiles kind of loves him a little, so maybe that's okay.) ] You don't. I mean, I guess you can pick the next movie if you want, but I'm educating your sorely lacking pop culture center.
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It's a good thing, he thinks to himself, that Stiles' wards are so much stronger now than they'd been in the beginning. Should Jennifer decide to return to interrupt a peaceful weekend, Stiles should be able to sense her before she even gets close enough to cause trouble. He just hopes she decides not to, because he... almost needs this, at this point.
(Needs Stiles, but he focuses on his words instead of that.) ] I wouldn't know what to pick in the first place. Spaceballs or something equally out there.
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Stiles drops his cheek against the arm offered to him and chews it over, pondering. ] Do you have a favorite? Or had one, I guess.
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Eyes focused on the movie, head still resting on top of Stiles', he tracks the movements on the computer while Stiles seems to fall into silence for a little while. But he knows him by now, so he just waits him out while he watches the movie, ears perked forward with interest. ] I don't know. I used to read more than I watched TV or anything. I liked sports and action movies, though.