The Formally Creepy Mansion | Thursday Evening

[robinonadderall]

Stiles had not been having a good week, but he made a real effort to pull himself together by Thursday so he could work on giving Derek a good, drama-free birthday. He bought meat lovers pizza, how could it go wrong?

It could probably go wrong in a lot of ways, but Stiles wasn't trying to focus on that.

[For the birthday wolf! Up early 'cause I'm working the late shift, ugh]

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[justlurkinghere]

IT WAS A SKILL, OKAY?

"Then what did you mean?"

[robinonadderall]

"I meant that you're not alone." This conversation was not going at all like Stiles had planned. Of course he had planned on sunshine and rainbows so he probably had his hopes set too high.

[justlurkinghere]

"It's different with werewolves." Plus all that guilt. All that guilt inside them jeans.

Derek shook his head. "Just pick a movie. Conversation over. Watch out for Kitty."

Yes, retreat when it gets too personal, Derek.

[robinonadderall]

Somehow that just made Stiles even more sad and angry at the same time, but he was tired of fighting tonight. It wouldn't do any good and he felt like both he and Derek weren't saying what they actually wanted to say.

So he decided not to fight back, instead walking over to grab the remote to put on some random action movie and then settling down in the armchair rather than on the couch with Derek like he usually would. There would be no "accidental" falling asleep on Derek tonight, no sir.

[justlurkinghere]

Well then, he could ignore the slightly wounded expression Derek made in his direction. Which was oh so messed up when he remembered that he was distancing himself from all of this that wasn't going to happen.

Why couldn't they just talk this through? Other than the fact that it never happened with people from Beacon Hills. Or maybe those conversations only happened off screen.

...

...nope, Derek was still stubbornly staring at the TV.