Derek nodded, and turned to go get some spare clothes out of his drawer when Stiles made his last comment. He flushed and grumbled, "It's comfortable, and it's not like I have many people staying over. The dragons are plenty impressed."
Derek grabbed some pants and a t-shirt worn butter soft with age, and traded Stiles for the dragon. Boyd made a soft little noise but seemed to sense that he was once again with daddy and settled in, letting out tiny soft snores. Derek could have melted. "Well, to be fair, I'd probably trade Erica for Batman." He snorted as Erica started crabbing at him, almost like she could sense what he was saying. "Yes, I know, I'm a horrible father, okay."