Scott moved to lie down next to Stiles, sighing at his best friend's words, not because he disagreed with him, but because everything he was saying frustrated Scott too.

"I know... but we still won. We're still alive. We're still best friends..." That was plenty for Scott to smile about.

"Your mood is affecting my mood." It wasn't just a werewolf thing. If his best friend felt like crap then Scott couldn't help but feel the same. "Just tell me what I can do to cheer you up." He paused for a moment. "I'll leave the room if you want to jerk off." That's what usually cheered up Stiles, right? "Just don't mess up my sheets." He considered himself to be the bestest friend ever, giving his best friend permission to jerk off in his own bed.