Stiles stayed still as he let Derek draw the white out of his hair. It tingled and he wanted to squirm but he really didn’t want pink hair so he forced himself to stay alive. There was a soft snort from the younger male as he looked at Derek.
“You also like to snuggle in your sleep,” Stiles said with a small smile on his lips because he remembered rolling over and seeing Derek snuggled up to Batman. The dog of course loved it and it made Stiles smile and wish he had a camera. “So are you a dead snuggler?”