Lydia was never going to live that down, Stiles and Scott would definitely see to that and now he was laughing along with his friend, which felt good after everything else they were dealing with right now. "Honestly, I was a little more focused on the whole being bit by a werewolf thing to be too concerned about your love life," though he remembered her paying a lot of attention to Alison and not spending time with most anyone else. "And yet you still managed to work your charm on her," and him, Scott thought with a smile.
"Fine. Maybe a lot," Scott answered with a shake of his head, "though I prefer distracted, personally," he told Stiles swatting him with a pillow. "Damn, Super-Stiles is going to be another thing that sticks, isn't it?" and he really should have thought first before saying that aloud! "No tailoring my sheets! I don't have another set and there could be blood in my dreams," Scott said only partly joking.
He looked up at Stiles and gave a sheepish smile, "if I could have said it faster, I would have done," he said honestly. This was the part where it got tense, right? Right! Scott listened as Stiles said his piece and he nodded his agreement. "So we're agreed," Scott replied, "as soon as it looks like things are getting fucked up, we stop fucking?" he told Stiles with a nod, "I can get behind that. Also gonna remind you that my track record on relationships ain't that grand either but maybe we've just been waiting for this to happen?" Scott suggested with a shrug, "or maybe we've just gotta be invested."