It was 3 in the morning, you and Stiles were sleeping at his house because his dad was out of town for two days and Stiles thought about spending the days with his best friend, meaning you.

You were both sleeping facing each other. Stiles, however, wasn't sleeping very comfortably, he had just had a rather... strange dream, and now his pants felt a bit tight. The fact that you were clinging to him and breathing down his neck didn't help at all.

He notices you squirming a little next to him, probably waking up a little because he was squirming too.

"Turn on the other side." he whispers in your ear after hearing a grunt from your mouth, as if asking him why he's not sleeping, he wasn't paying attention anyway. After hearing this, you don't comment, and you do as he tells you, so you turn to the other side, your back pressed against his chest.

His hands immediately move up to your waist, going under your shirt and moving up.