[For a long moment, Stiles is completely and utterly entranced. He's never seen Derek fall asleep before. He's never seen Derek this vulnerable. He angles his head just so, kisses Derek's forehead again, and then forces himself to close his eyes.
It doesn't work too well. He opens his eyes a moment later, still staring at Derek's perfect face. He lays there just like that for a long, long time, before finally crashing hard, his head pressed against Derek's.]
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It doesn't work too well. He opens his eyes a moment later, still staring at Derek's perfect face. He lays there just like that for a long, long time, before finally crashing hard, his head pressed against Derek's.]