Watching the younger teen almost curiously, Derek moved to curl up around him carefully, tracing his fingers up and down the younger wolfs back gently as he relaxed at the others warmth against him. Without thinking, he leaned in to press a soft kiss against the top of the teens head as a small, tired, yawn, escaped him. Murmuring something that sounded an awful lot like 'my beta', the older wolf settled down just as slowly, hoping to lull the younger teen to sleep.