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"If some sort of hideous sea creature crawls out of the ocean," Stiles mutters into his towel, “I want it on record that it is someone else’s problem."
"Seconded," Lydia says lazily, tilting her head up towards the sun.
"Did you get sunscreen on everywhere, Stiles?" Scott digs the Frisbee out of the bag and tosses it towards where Boyd, Erica, and Isaac are waiting near the water. “I am not helping this time if you peel again."
"Ew." Allison wrinkles her nose as she stretches her arms over her head; she’s the only person Derek has ever seen who warms up before a Frisbee game. “I’ve got a bottle of SPF 75 if you need to borrow some."
"Fuck off, ‘m fine," Stiles grumbles.
"I’m not kidding," Scott warns him. “You’ll deal with your gross shedding skin on your own."
"Seconded," Lydia says again.
"Que sera, sera. I’m not fucking moving."
"For fuck’s sake." Derek rolls his eyes and reaches for Allison’s bag, ignoring the smirks that she and Scott send his way before they head off towards the shouts of their friends. “Do you practice being this big a pain in the ass?’
"What are you—JESUS!" Stiles twitches violently as Derek squeezes a huge dollop of sunscreen directly onto his back. “Cold, fuck!"
"Deal with it." Derek slides his hands along his skin, rubbing in the sunscreen. “You’ve got about a thousand moles and skin white enough to qualify you as a fairy tale heroine. Are you looking to end up with skin cancer?"
"Hnngh." Stiles’s fingers dig into the sand as Derek’s hands just a little bit harder against his shoulder blades. “Uh huh."
"Are you even listening?"
"Totally. Yeah. That’s … totally listening."
There’s a sound suspiciously like a snort, but when Derek looks over Lydia’s eyes are blissfully closed as she soaks up the sun. Glaring anyway, Derek pulls back and wipes the last traces of sunscreen on his own legs. Stiles makes a disappointed sound but doesn’t move.
"You gonna lie out with us?" he murmurs, sounding half-asleep already.
"No. I’m going for a swim," Derek says, curling his legs up towards his chest. “In a minute."