stiles moves on the bed to get more comfortable You: what? Stiles: I always sleep in the middle of the bed You: not anymore Stiles: i know I’m tryna- i lay my head down on stiles chest he puts his arm around me stiles gets up Stiles: yeah I can’t get to sleep unless I’m in the middle You: then we spoon Stiles: I can spoon You: ok Stiles: I can spoon we spoon I am the little spoon stiles is the big spoon stiles moves You: what now Stiles: my arm is falling asleep I move him to the other side of the bed we are no longer spooning Stiles: I don’t like this You: I’m gonna kill you Stiles: I know I’m know I’m sorry we face each other You: ok just come here we cuddle Stiles: I think this is good, yeah this is good