The Stilinski House | Night

[robinonadderall]

Stiles...well he felt like he was finally getting to be able to sleep after a really, really long, tough day. He and Derek broke apart from the rest of the group soon after everything had happened, though Stiles did stay long enough to find out that Aiden had also died. Another death because of him.

His father wasn't home because of the havoc the nogitsune had caused at the hospital and sheriff's station but he was aware that it was all over. At least Stiles hoped it was all over. He didn't really feel all that relieved about it. Allison was still dead, Aiden was still dead and Derek was still acting weird.

He went up to his room when he got to the house, not really acknowledging the fact that Derek was right behind him. He really just needed to lie down.

[LAST POST FOR REAL I SWEAR. For Derek!]

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[robinonadderall]

"Okay," he said evenly. The last thing he needed was to get all emotional even though his scent probably smelled disappointed and sad right now. Stupid werewolves. "We can do that. With the--yeah."

This was all terrible.

[justlurkinghere]

Why were you getting sad, Stiles? You were the one doing the breaking up here!

Clearly.

"That's. Good." Yeah. He knew that soul crushing fantasy he'd been subjected to in Stiles' head was too much to hope for.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles gave Derek a look for that. Because this didn't feel good. At all.

"Tonight has been unbelievably exhausting--" Especially now with the added relationship issues in addition to the nogitsune trauma. "--so I'm going to try to sleep. You can hang out in my room or not, whatever you want to do."

[justlurkinghere]

"I'll go downstairs," Derek muttered, making a break for it. Because he knew a dismissal when he heard it.