[ (Stiles, honey, it's okay if you like both Lydia and Derek. Really, it is. And if anyone judges you for that she'll personally possess them and make them streak down the main street buck naked. ♥)
Derek ignores the couch and unlaces his boots so he can take them off, one by one, to upturn them and dump whatever water there is out of them with an irritated look on his face. It's not as bad as it could be, though, and once he's done with that he sets them on the dock and reaches to take the bottom of his shirt in his hands. ]
Most of the summer, unless I get a mission.
[ He pulls his shirt over his head so he can ring it out. ]
smooch
Derek ignores the couch and unlaces his boots so he can take them off, one by one, to upturn them and dump whatever water there is out of them with an irritated look on his face. It's not as bad as it could be, though, and once he's done with that he sets them on the dock and reaches to take the bottom of his shirt in his hands. ]
Most of the summer, unless I get a mission.
[ He pulls his shirt over his head so he can ring it out. ]