"Couldn't sleep," Derek admitted. "Saw your computer light on and thought I'd see what you were up to." He glanced at the computer screen. "Glad it's not porn, that would be awkward." He gave Stiles a tilted smile.

"What has you up this late? I'd think you'd get some sleep when you're not neck deep in trouble." Because let's face, Stiles was in trouble 90% of the time. "You're not, are you?" Scott didn't always tell him what was going on until he was already too deep to keep his head above water.