"if you didn’t want to put them on then why were you asking for them?"
❝ i have absolutely no idea anymore. ❞
❝ Yeah.. of course. ❞ Scott replied with a soft nod, something that only had his nose brushing against his neck again. Then he was shifting slightly closer still, chin sliding over his shoulder. Hand rubbing up and down his arm gently as he tried to offer a smile. ❝ —- you’re always welcome here, Derek. ❞
" It was a simple mistake. They were in my way."
❝ You could have thrown them anywhere. Anywhere but out the freaking window. ❞
" But..they are my pants.."
❝ Need I remind you, that you threw mine out a window! ❞
" They are outside somewhere! You can always stay here.."
❝ And.. I don’t have a problem with that. But I’ll need pants eventually. Unless you don’t mind me stealing a pair of yours. ❞
"i guess she is, obviously she has very good taste. i think you have some extra clothes in the dresser though, should be a pair of pants in there."
❝ i’ll look in a bit. when i feel like putting them on again. ❞
”And who on Earth said I wanted you naked?
A tad conceited of you to assume, isn’t it?”
❝ Well you hid my pants and so far,
haven’t complained about me standing
in your room. In my boxers. So. ❞
Scott reached a hand out, resting it lightly against his arm. Then he nuzzled at him a little more until he found his nose trailing up closer to his neck. that’s when movement slowed further but didn’t stop. His fingers flexing a little, squeezing his arm lightly as attention touched to the back of the wolf’s neck. Right against the little knobs where his spine started.