"You're too good to me, Derbear," he mentioned before shutting up again, turning his attention back to his food. Though it was mostly on eating, he couldn't help but glance over every once in a while when he thought that Derek wasn't looking. Stiles couldn't help but let another small smile creep over his face as his and the older wolf's fingers intertwined, and let his thumb brush over the other's.
"Sure," he answered, more than happy to spend time with Derek as he got up from the table and followed him into the kitchen. "What'd you want to watch?"