Stiles put the wildlife down.
A warm, sunny day and a trip to the beach was exactly what Stiles and Derek needed. The only problem was getting there. They had tried to keep it a secret from the pack but as Derek hopped into Stiles’ loaded up jeep, Isaac and Scott decided it would be the perfect opportunity to saunter back to Derek’s apartment.
"Do I smell Stiles sandwiches and watermelon?"
"Stiles’ sandwiches?" Isaac raised his brow questioningly at Scott as his boyfriend sniffed around Stiles’ jeep to locate the cooler Stiles had packed in the back under the beach blanket.
"Stiles sandwiches are the best-" He had reached for the container but Stiles was already leaning over the seat to swat his hand away.