Walking to his apartment building, Stiles picked up the pace, already fiddling with his key. It’d been a long day of classes, and the twenty-year old couldn’t wait to get back to his room and finally take a break. It was Friday, and his entire weekend plans consisted of getting high and wasted and forgetting about all the projects that he was definitely procrastinating on. He thought about texting Scott to see if his best friend/roommate was good to join in, but he just figured, like usual, the answer would be a yes.
Unlocking the door without a second thought, Stiles walked into their small living room, eyes glued down at his phone until he heard a noise. “Oh,” he said in surprise, eyes going a bit wide. So he definitely should have texted ahead, he realized, as he looked on to Scott and some girl making out heavily on the couch. They were both shirtless with their hands all over each other, and yep, that was Stiles’ cock already giving an excited twitch at the sight.
“Hey, man,” he said, trying to sound casual. He hadn’t come in quietly, and it wasn’t like he could go unseen to the bedroom at this point. “Ma’am,” he added in, giving a quick nod to said woman on the couch with Scott. “Uh, sorry for the interruption, didn’t know you were back.” Stiles shrugged a bit, then stood there awkwardly for a few more moments before realizing he should probably actually go. “Right, I’ma just head to the room, pretend I’m not here or whatever.” With that he shuffled past them into the bedroom and closed the door, letting out an exasperated sigh. Yeah, this certainly wasn’t how he’d planned to start the weekend.
