"In that case, I'm doing my job right," Scott answered with a lazy smile that he just couldn't help. He was actually enjoying this far more than he should and there wasn't a way in hell Stiles would blame him when he realised what he had in store.
"You have my total approval," he told Stiles with a grin. "Who knew I'd turn into one of those boyfriends who got all controlling and shit, huh? It must be the wolf-thing," Scott teased as he watched Stiles sort through his wardrobe. "This time next year I'll be locking you in your room and only letting you talk to your dad," he promised with a grin. Which was about as against type as Stiles growing an extra head.
He deflected the paper ball and with his new powers managed to pitch it straight into the trash. "Looks like I score twice tonight, huh?" Scott said with a wiggle of his eyebrows.
"Ummm..." Scott fixed Stiles with a critical eye and gave him an exploratory look up and down. "You know what, I think you'll pass muster," he said pulling him in for a quick kiss. "Now, your blindfold..." he grinned, "...kidding?"