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robinonadderall) wrote2014-03-01 01:38 pm
Non-Creepy Mansion | Saturday Afternoon
Stiles practically ran to the mansion after returning to Fandom. He hadn't seen Derek for a week, hadn't talked to him in two days, and he put together enough from his last texts to know that crap was going down in Beacon Hills. He knew logically that if Derek had been dealing with anything Stiles had already been through then he'd make it out okay. Still. He wanted to see him.
"Derek?" Stiles called when he stepped through the doorway. "Derek?"
When he got no answer and saw that the ground floor was empty, he started going up the stairs. "Okay, I'm going to your room now. I know I'm not supposed to be there but it's your fault for not answering me."
"Derek, are you even home?"
[For one! And definitely NFB. For reasons]
"Derek?" Stiles called when he stepped through the doorway. "Derek?"
When he got no answer and saw that the ground floor was empty, he started going up the stairs. "Okay, I'm going to your room now. I know I'm not supposed to be there but it's your fault for not answering me."
"Derek, are you even home?"
[For one! And definitely NFB. For reasons]

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Come on, it had been a lot of sexual tension.
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Derek unconsciously put his hand to where a bite mark would be forming if he was someone else.
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You know.
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"I think we should talk about what happened to you," he said. Moving on from the uncomfortable subject of wanting to jump each other would be good. "You can't feel great after all that, Derek."
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Derek's mouth went tight and he lifted his chin. "I just need time alone."
Even though Laura hadn't needed that. There had been a lot of clinging, actually.
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"Okay," he said, pulling away from Derek completely. "Just let me know when you don't feel like being alone anymore."
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Ugh, this was terrible.
"...I tried to use sex to get you in my pack."
Because someone's issues with that hadn't magically been resolved yet. God, Hannibal. What's taking so long?
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Uuuuunderstatement.
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Then again, neither had Peter.
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Yeah he said pretty, what of it?
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And then he turned his head to kiss Stiles' hand in a move that was so saccharine sweet, it was giving people in a five mile radius diabetes.
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"You're gonna be a good alpha." Try to find the lie in that, Derek, 'cause you won't be able to find it.
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Derek inhaled deeply, eyes switching back to red. "We need to not be in a room with a bed."
LOOK, BELIEVING IN HIM WAS APPARENTLY A TURN ON.
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Though you're gonna have to excuse that fresh smell of arousal when he realized he had that kind of effect on Derek.
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