"If you don't get in the car in the next 30 seconds, I'm going back to my house," Derek threatens and silently wonders what he did to ever get a boyfriend this disorganized.

"You're not ruining our holiday just because you're impatient!" Stiles yells back at him and, two seconds later, comes rushing down the stairs with his bag.

Derek rolls his eyes, but doesn't pull back when Stiles leans in and smacks a kiss against his lips--a silent apology and a promise that the next few days at the beach are going to be amazing.