Friday nights had an unspoken rule: sleepover night.

you’d stay the night at your boyfriend’s place after school or vice versa, order food, do homework, sit and scroll on your phones and whatever else came to mind.

you had recently seen this trend floating around on the internet where people will tell their partner’s that they want to go home instead of spending the night and you immediately wanted to try it on Stiles.

laying with your feet in his lap as he’s knee deep in a mobile game, you set up your phone like you’re just scrolling but in reality, you’re filming when you sigh dramatically.

“I think I’m gonna go home” you said which causes Stiles’s head to whip towards you so quickly you swore you heard it crack.

“what? no.” he replied, grabbing your shin with a look of pure lost puppy on his face.