Help me get in touch (with what I feel)

“Stiles, what happened?” Derek says as sternly as he can (which isn’t very). Nevertheless, there is a pause on the line, and a small sigh.

“I was just…having some Stiles personal time, you know? And…I may have gotten something stuck. Um, in me.”

“In you?” Derek says incredulously. “What do you…oh.” Enlightenment strikes. “Like, in your…”

“Yes, in my butt!” Stiles snaps.