Scott doubted Stiles would care who knew they were together and neither did he, which was one of the signs that told him this was totally right. "Oh, did I not tell you that?" he shot Stiles a look of total innocence. "Well to start with I told Mom I was seeing someone but I didn't say who," Scott explained, "cause I figured we should make sure it was serious before announcing it to the parents. After that I kinda wanted to surprise her when I brought you home." He raised his eyebrows, "surprise!" Scott slid his hand into Stiles' and smiled, "I'm going nowhere, so I guess that's decided." He couldn't help but laugh a little, "so you only do car-sex when it's your Dad's department that'll... get you off... wow, worse phraseology ever," he said laughing harder.
"I'm pretty sure meeting your Dad's eyes across any dinner table is about my limits about now," Scott answered with a shake of his head. No morning awkwardness for him! When Stiles shot him that look he knew things were about to go from cringe to worse and he answered, "honestly, I was mostly too distracted to notice. Shit!" And now he might never meet Noah's eyes again. Shit. "You seriously wanted to Christen the old room, huh?" he said with a shake of his head. "Not so sure we should now - I mean, if we're gonna make that much noise, it might be a bit much," he pulled a face. Damn, why didn't Stiles tell him this sooner - or later? "Fine, knock yourself out and sing now and get it out of your system. Just don't inflict it on Mom," Scott laughed happily. He shook his head, "not entirely true, but a definite consideration. Also you find me easy to turn on!" it wasn't a blanket statement, just Stiles. "Well you'll soon enough find out for yourself and then get back to me," he told him with a grin.