Each time Derek did a pull up he could see Stiles sitting on the floor reading a book.
Derek could tell Stiles was bored. But it wasn't his fault, well maybe it was just a little. Derek sighed as he jumped down.
"Stiles come help me." Quickly Stiles jumped to help him. Derek sat down as Stiles held his knees. Soon Derek started his sit ups.
"You know," Stiles stared. Derek roles his eyes, "this is stupid. I don't see why you have to work out."
At this point Derek was making a plan in his head. "You're hot enough already." Derek smirked as a light blush raced across Stiles' face. As Derek sat up he went all the way to Stiles' face pecking him on the lips.
Stiles shut up as Derek went back to what he was doing, slowly his face changed from surprise to want and need. Before Derek knew it Stiles had jumped up and landed on top of his chest.
His lips finding his own as he pulled Stiles closer. Slowly they pulled away, Stiles smiled. "I should help you work out more often." Derek laughed and nodded pulling Stiles in for another kiss. "Yea you should."
