It's my fault

Stiles blushes and smirks. “Derek, you do know this would be sexier with your clothes off right?”

Go give Chris Argent a follow and enjoy it. 

      “I do. But your floor is comfortable.” 

              “You know, your floor is kind of comfy.”

Text:I am sorry I threw the thing at you. I knew it would get you out and thats the only reason I did it Isaac. You are like a son to me okay. I really don’t like not having you around.

Text: Sometimes sorry isn’t good enough to be honest. You hurt me, Derek. You did something I never ever expected you to do and you did it. And I don’t think sons and fathers cuddle together.

Text: I"m bringing flowers and i'm not leaving till I make things right.

Text: I miss having someone to cook for this house in the woods is too lonely.

Text: You only want me for my cooking - that’s completely understandable. 

Text:I am sorry I threw the thing at you. I knew it would get you out and thats the only reason I did it Isaac. You are like a son to me okay. I really don't like not having you around.