#spooning

[teencopandthesourwolf]

“Please.”

Stiles stands there, chewing on his pretty crimson lips, pleading.

Derek isn't fully clued in yet, but honestly, the kid is kind of vaguely breaking his heart.

“Please, Derek, I'm really sorry about this, but please just—just don't say anything, okay? And just—let me?”

Stiles had texted Derek earlier, at 3.17am, presumably just before he’d set off from his house to drive his jeep to the loft.

Derek had been lying awake in bed, unable to sleep.

His messages had read:

> dude, i rlly need to come over. that ok?

And:

> ill let myself in if thats cool?

And after a few moments, in quick succession one after the other and before Derek had a chance to respond:

> and i rlly need u to just like. not get out of bed. presuming yr already in bed

> all shall be revealed

> lol i don't know why i put that

> and obvs tell me if any of this is not ok. ok?

> as if you wouldn't lol

> #sourwolf

> and yeah i know im being a weirdo but thats why you like me

And then, a few seconds later:

> right?

Derek had stared at the flurry of messages for a minute or so, then texted back:

Okay, weirdo <

About ten minutes later, Stiles had let himself into the building. Derek listened to the kid muttering away to himself as he rode the old service elevator—except it wasn't really himself he was talking to.

“God, I hope I'm not wrong about this. Like, I think we're close enough now for it not to be weird. I mean, at least I hope we are. I'm just so fucking tired, man, and have got to get me some sleep. Anyways, just—don't get up, okay? Or, like, can you get into bed if you're not already in bed? Sorry, I know I texted you this already, I just really need you to trust me. You do know you can trust me… Right, big guy?”

Derek's trust of Stiles was implicit.

When the steel door had unlocked and slid open, Derek smelled fresh, mostly unscented shower gel over the base notes of Stiles's own cinnamon scent, mixed with the very definite chemo-signals that indicated fear, restlessness, apprehension—and also, the strongest of them all; hope.

Let me.

Here, now, Derek still doesn't know what the kid needs.

Let him what?

Derek doesn't have any more time to wonder, though, because Stiles is taking off his sneakers and pants and is slowly, very slowly—as if giving Derek the chance to protest—climbing into bed next to him.

Stiles is now in Derek's loft in the small hours, in Derek's bed, fully under Derek's covers, with Derek wearing only his grey tank and black boxer-briefs and a probably terrified look on his face.

He silently thanks the universe for the cover of night.

“Like, you should obviously say something if this is completely heinous or whatever, but otherwise just—let me do this?”

And all Derek can think is shit, he's freezing, at the same time he is going into a some sort of dumbstruck shock because Stiles is now wrapping his entire sinewy, beautiful body around the entirety of Derek's.

“This okay?” Stiles asks, the air around them spiking with the smell of his anxiety as he Big-Spoons Derek like some human-shaped octopus, skinny but strong limbs astonishingly everywhere.

And he sounds so unsure, and so small, and Derek can't bear it.

Not giving the stoic part of his brain any opportunity to talk him out of doing this, Derek takes ahold of Stiles's wrist from where the kid had draped one of his long arms around Derek's midriff, and hangs on as firmly but gently as he can, manoeuvring them both around in the bed so that Stiles is now the Little Spoon.

“This okay?” he asks gingerly, mirroring Stiles because his own words are failing him.

Stiles says, “Yeah. Even better,” and his anxiety is melting away into something much more pleasing; something like relief.

Derek breathes out the word, “Good,” and feels a little dizzy and a lot amazed, and kind of like his heart is beating wildly in his throat.

The only reason he knows it isn't, is because Stiles says, “I can feel your heart thumping away in your chest, man. But, uh, I don't have wolfy senses, so… I can't tell if it's good thumping or bad thumping.”

Then he promptly stops breathing.

Derek resists the desperate, learnt urge to run away from this. He mentally shakes himself and figures: After so many years fighting monsters together, maybe he and Stiles can fight this one together, too?

He gives himself a moment to ride out the panic, then screws his eyes shut and, praying to nobody in particular, whispers, “Good thumping,” into the shell of Stiles's ear.

Stiles shivers and breathes again, but doesn't say anything else. For once, he doesn't need to. He just needs to sleep.

As the kid settles into Derek's bed and Derek's embrace and, hopefully, Derek's life, he smells like a mix of serene and content and promise—and also, wonderfully, of Derek, now.

Derek is a strange combination of relaxed and freaking-the-fuck-out because that's just the way he's made. His brain won't stop whirring at a speed of a million miles an hour, worrying about everything and nothing, all at once, and before he can bite into his lip to stop himself, he blurts out, “Cora says I sometimes dream-talk about Cajun Gumbo recipes.”

Stiles's only sighs, then hums quietly, his breathing already evening out almost to the point of sleep.

Just when Derek thinks he's not going to get any sort of real answer, Stiles mumbles, “Okay, weirdo,” on an exhale, and then he's drifting off into unconsciousness.

Derek settles then, and smiles into the nighttime thinking that maybe, finally, he might get a good night's sleep, too.

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for @shealynn88, the bestest of friends. i love you and miss you always... <3 (unedited btw—forgive me!)

#when ao3 goes down we wrote tumblr fic! #although it's back now lol #sterek #sterek fic #sterek fanfic #stiles stilinski #derek hale #POV derek #YET ANOTHER GETTING TOGETHER FIC BECAUSE I CAN'T BE STOPPED MWUHAHAHA! #lol #getting together #spooning #post-nogitsune!stiles #teen wolf #teen wolf fic #teen wolf fanfic #fanfiction #m/m #queer fic #queer writer #tcats writes #teencopandthesourwolf

[hollyshotties]

#girls who love girls #spooning #beautiful #love love love #longing #desire

[jupiterslifelessmoons]

Nick Nelson never beating the little spoon allegations

#heartstopper #charlie spring #nick nelson #heartstopper netflix #heartstopper show #heartstopper comic #text post #text posts #heartstopper shitpost #charles francis spring #nicholas luke nelson #little spoon #big spoon #spooning #couple #nick and charlie #narlie #nelspring #netflix heartstopper #netflix #joe locke #kit connor

[freckled-stars]

Imagine waking up every morning with this in your face or spooning me and getting a handful of these. Ugh!

#leo #me #sternum tattoo #tattoo #ask me anything #snake tattoo #selfie #daddy's good girl #big tiddy committee #spooning #daddy’s babygirl #wet and needy #sleepy #feeling needy #wh0re h0tline

[peachykinky]

Spooning sex my beloved especially if there's kisses on the neck and soft groping hands and gentle breaths over the ears and careful clit/dick rubs 🥺

#me #mine #t4t nsft #fem bottom #trans nsft #bi nsft #lgbt nsft #nb nsft #bottomposting #hornyposting #hornypost #spooning #spooning sex #gentle domination #gentle fdom #gentle sex

[poetrybyonur]

Please just stay a little longer with me under the blankets.

#poets on tumblr #love quotes #love poetry #romantic poetry #love poem #onurtaskiran poetry #romantic writer #gentleman poet #poets and writers #love #stay #cuddling #spooning #snuggling #relashionship #couple quotes #don’t go yet #cold mornings #micro poetry #entwined

[burninblood]

shhh, they're sleeping!

#buckynat #winterwidow #bucky x natasha #bucky x nat #james and natalia #i think i love you james buchanan barnes #fanart #mine #burninbloodart #spooning #nat with her ws hair #sketch #bucky is a little spoon <3

[thisisanerror]

Ugh, they’re so husbands.

#error draws #old men yaoi #Jk they’re not old enough #but they’ll get there #vikdecai #sketch #lackadaisy #viktor x mordecai #viktor vasko #mordecai heller #cats #spooning #i just couldn’t get little spoon Viktor out of my head

[therealhoodiewearer]

im just saying my bed would be way more cozy if i had someone to spoon and keep my cock inside of after thoroughly breeding them

#topposting #hornyposting #spooning #im also 6'4 so i think i can effectively spoon most people :3

[shy-girl04]

#woman #man #spooning #hand #black and white

[bird-inacage]

Episode 10 | Morning Cuddles in Bed

King sleeps like an absolute rock, I love him being a clingy snuggler. The fact that he smiles immediately upon opening his eyes to find Uea watching him is so soft.

#bed friend #bed friend series #kinguea #ueaking #king x uea #uea x king #netjames #net siraphop #james supamongkon #this is the softness i want #always #cosy duvets #soft boys #cuddles #spooning

[sarifel-corrisafid-ilxhel]

The Question:

The Answer:

Who is the bigger spoon? Another human? A red-tailed hawk taking up half the bed? A Taxxon? The possibilities are endless!

#I should finish this and make the bed a bit larger #animorphs #Andalite #Spooning #Spooning Question #Centaur

[shepherds-of-haven]

Going off of that last ask, which of the ROs are big spoons and which are little spoons?

I feel like I've answered this before, but I'm shocked that I can't find it!

Big spoons:

Blade

Chase

Riel

Red

Ayla

Halek

Verse spoons:

Tallys (heavily prefers being the big spoon unless her partner is male and/or significantly bigger than her)

Trouble (tends to heavily prefer being the big spoon but won't be mad about being little spoon, he's easy)

Briony (heavily prefers being the little spoon like 95% of the time but can be the big spoon once in a while if that configuration is comfy)

Little spoons:

Shery

Lavinet

Prihine

#Shepherds of Haven #the idea of Halek being a little spoon is very funny though considering how massive he is #spoon #spooning #all characters #romance options