It's comfortable, I promise. And it's all yours. [ it's basically the size of a big dog bed, only studier, but still soft and bed-like. she pulls her fingers away to tap them on the edge of the bed near where his pillow is on the floor, coaxing him into rolling back up onto his feet and meandering over there. Hale looks over the edge of her bed like it's this thousand foot drop, like he couldn't possibly get down from this big bed willingly, and even goes so far as to look up at her and tilt his head sideways at her. which is when she scoops her hand under his belly and plops him down right on top of it. and she's sure that getting up off of her bed and turning her attention to Stiles is the best way to ensure that Hale just flies right back up onto her bed, but oh well.

because Stiles.

her hands reach for his before she's even settled at the edge of the mattress in front of him ]

My initials look good on you.

[ well, on the boxers on him. but she's not being picky. she's also tilting her head up and pulling him towards her, until her sock-covered toes are brushing his ankles ]

And now don't make fun of me for saying this, but I'm actually really excited to snuggle up with you until we fall asleep.