"Angelic voice," Stiles corrected Derek right the hell back. And then he was on his feet, scrambling up the stairs. His shoes made solid thunks against the metal stairs. He barely got into the room, noticing that it could totally be a bedroom. If one had an inflatable mattress and yet to be built IKEA furniture that they had to build up on that floor. There was no way anyone could get full furniture up that staircase, as awesome as it was.
Stiles yelped and laughed when Derek caught him by the back of his shirt. Then whapped him on the back of the head with the pillow, and let him go. Stiles just laughed a little. Pillowfight with a big, bad wolf. It was kind of adorable. He laughed a little more at Derek's informing him of what happened next time. And deep down, Stiles totally knew he was bluffing.
Derek asked him that and Stiles just grinned at him, shaking his head. "Nah, thought you could use a little excitement in your life. Of the non-violent, now on an alien planet kind."