Stiles reached over and kicked at Scott's butt. "I'm not rubbing one out on your bed, jerk." Yeah, that was one way to cheer him up, but only when he was in the mood for it. Which, granted, was ninety percent of the time.

He didn't know how to unmoody himself, but he didn't like that it was literally affecting Scott. That wasn't what he wanted to do. "I'm sorry. I'll just go."

He moved to push himself up to get off Scott's bed.