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Whoever decided to let 8am classes on a Monday morning exist should be shot. Whoever let Isaac sign up for them should have their head examined. Whoever invented the weekend was Isaac's favorite person to ever grace the earth, besides Scott of course.

Isaac had no idea what time it was. All he knew is that it didn't matter. He was bundled up in his blankets, the blackout curtains were doing their job, and Isaac's annoying dorm mate was out. Perfection. That was until there was a loud banging on his dorm door that jarred him awake. hair a mess, he slid off his raised standard dorm bed and padded over to the door and opened it with a sleepy glare, and mumbled "what?" as he squinted from the bright lights of the residence hall.

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Scott? He's not sure who in the hell invented college to begin with. Or the whole morning classes. College, on top of pack business, was hard as hell to deal with. So he'd done the next best thing on the weekend. Decided to visit his beta and just... yeah. Hey, he's allowed to visit whenever he wanted to. No one was going to tell him any different.

"That any way to talk to your alpha?" Scott teases.

Isaac wants to be moody and has some smart comment to throw back, but it's early, and it's Scott, and yeah it's Scott and Isaac was like a puppy when it came to Scott. So instead he just turns on his heel and practically crawls into bed, pressing himself against the wall on his side, leaving the other tiny half of the twin bed open for Scott to join. "Shhh. Still sleepy." he tries.

When his beta walks back into the room, he follows and shuts the door. Moving over to the little bed, he slips into it and curls up around the other boy. Letting his eyes close, "Good. So'm I." Because being sleepy was just a part of college. Sleep was good. It was better with a warm body beside your own.

"Good." He says softly, nuzzling into Scott. His wolf happy to be with the alpha, and the human happy being with Scott. It was win win all over the place. "Did you get a new soap? You smell different?"

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"Do not smell different," he mutters, wrapping an arm around his beta to pull him closer. "Your nose is broken," he tells him. "Now sleep. You wanted more of it. Because if you don't sleep we're watching movies."

Isaac can't help but chuckle at Scott's retort, and snuggles in closer to him, grabbing a fistful of his shirt to hold onto as he dozes slightly. This was perfection. "No movies, you have Stiles' taste in movies and that is not a compliment."

"What in the hell are you talking about?" He murmurs, arm wrapping more firmly around Isaac. "I've not even seen half the movies that Stiles has seen. And Stiles is... Stiles. Leave my best friend alone."

Isaac giggled into Scott's shoulder, glad to finally have succeeded in teasing his mate. "I know, I love Stiles, despite the crazy taste in film." He says pressing a kiss to the other by's soft lips.

"What're you giggling at?" He asks with a slight grumpy tone. Except that he was far from grumpy. "Good. Stiles will like to to hear that," he murmurs, kissing him back. "And get you to watch movies with him."

"Only if you're there to distract me form the torture." he says huskily, pressing their lips together again, lingering a bit longer this time. "Quit being a grumpywolf." he says chuckling between kisses. Scott was intoxicating.

"I don't know... You could use some Stiles type torture in your life," he says with a bit of a chuckle. He kisses him back, deepening the kiss.

"No, you love me too much." he teases wrapping his arms around his alpha, a small pleased noise escaping his throat as Scott's tongue slid against his own. Isaac hooked his leg around Scott and didn't hear his dorm room open and close. He was jolted to the existence of the third person when he heard the impressed whistle and "Damn that's hot. Need a third?" from his annoying roommate.

"I may love you but I'd subject you to Stiles' movies. Because he'd subject me to them," he states, keeping Isaac close to him. Though the moment that voice interrupts them, a low and dangerous growl erupts from the alpha. If it weren't for the fact that he buries his face in his beta's neck, the other would see. "We don't need a third for anything." Because if anyone touched his beta, he'd rip their damn throat out.

Isaac couldn't help but chuckle and get a little turned on at how possessive Scott was over him, whether it was for supernatural reasons or not, he loved it. His eyes flashed gold as he looked up at Scott, also placing his hand on Scott's arm to calm him down. "Get out of here Ryan." He says loud enough for the roommate to hear.

Scott was a possessive little shit when he wanted to be. It's why he's keeping his face pressed to his beta's neck. Because if he turns to look at Ryan he's liable to get... well, the guy might get an eyeful of red eyes and fangs. "We don't need you here," the alpha states, voice a low growl.

Ryan threw his hands up in the air, mumbling about only watching, but he left the room letting Isaac and Scott have their moment.

"Possessive much?" his beta teases with eyes aglow, voice submissive to please the Alpha

"If anyone watches it's Derek or the twins. Or even Stiles, but not him." No one really knew why Scott didn't like the beta's dorm mate. Though he nuzzles at his throat, nipping lightly at it with fangs.

"You're my mate. I'm allowed to get possessive. Be glad I didn't rip his throat out."

"You'd let people watch us?" he asked taken aback. the idea was really hot, but he didn't know if he wanted the whole pack to see how submissive he could really get to the alpha when they played that way. Though the more the more he thought about it, he kinda liked the idea of being able to show all of them what a great love her could be, and get the innocent title far away from him. Hell, if his pack knew how much of a dirty boy Isaac could be, they would probably think he was possessed.

"Ok Derek." he chuckled teasing.

"I'd let the twins, Stiles and Derek watch us. No one else, Isaac," he states a bit firmly before leaning up, capturing those lips in a hard demanding kiss. "I thought you wanted to go back to sleep? And don't ever call me Derek. I'm not him."

"Why would you let them watch?" he asks in between heated kisses. Isaac was growing harder by the second and he was rutting against Scott's leg. "This is better than sleep"

"Maybe because I'm a bit voyeuristic," he states with a bit of a chuckle. He kisses him again, "You're wearing too much then."

"Next you'll tell me that you want us to set up a webcam and put on shows for extra cash." he grins. pulling off his shirt, letting his hands slide under Scott's along his toned tanned skin.

There is a low, dangerous growl out of Scott. "Oh, if anyone tried to set up a webcam then I'd put Derek to shame and would rip their throat out. Probably rip them apart completely."

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