"So, what’s with the buzzcut?"
This is so not okay *cries*
it looks like he’s panting
like a fucking werewolf puppy
au: It’s the one that sits on the fireplace.
There are other pictures.
Better ones. Ones not taken with Scott’s dumbass iPhone. But whatever, megapixels are megapixels, and the photo was actually pretty good, in Stiles’ opinion. Not to mention, it was Scott’s fault for leaving it at Stiles’ house in the first place. So of course he was going to use it to take a random picture or two… or four.
Of course, getting Scott to willingly hand over his phone again to actually print the damn thing was not so easy, if Stiles remembered correctly. Especially not after that weekend. What? He may or may not have had something to do with him interrupting a marathon ten-hour-long schmoopy text-message session with Allison by typing out phonetic fart noises to her. It wasn’t his fault, though. Scott was the idiot who left his phone there.
Whatever, Stiles figured the interruption was deserved.
But anyway, he loved that picture. Among all the awesome pictures that sat in very important frames on the mantle over the fireplace, it was his favorite. It’d been taken right after he and Derek went on their first real ‘date’. Okay, so maybe Derek coming over to Stiles’ house for some research help on Asian water demons wasn’t really a date, and didn’t really involve going anywhere, but Stiles didn’t really care. Semantics.
The actual dates would come later.
Dylan and Tyler being total dorks
dylan o’brien @ gag reel season 3a