"Mmm..." Stiles shifted as Isaac sucked on his thumb, suddenly very glad he was just wearing sweatpants and not something tighter. "Yes, you with a scholarship. You won't have to worry about your grades as much...I mean, if you did decide you wanted to go to college." He knew it wasn't for everyone, but he didn't want Isaac to miss out on the chance just because he didn't think he could go, instead of just not wanting to go.

"Of course I do." Stiles reached up his free hand, palming up the expanse of Isaac's chest. "I'll make sure I make you do most of the work. You know, to protect my ribs." He winked playfully.