[ He's been shining a light at the wall for the past twenty minutes, completely out of his mind bored and still reeling from -, well, from everything. Derek showing up has reminded him that there's real danger out there, that his friends, his family could die at any moment. He'd gotten used to how quiet things were (because let's face it, the things he's been cursed with are easy, dumb things).
So he's not concentrating when he notices Derek climbing through the window, gives a high pitched squeak of a noise and practically pitches himself off the bed. ]
Ow. I thought I was used to that.
So he's not concentrating when he notices Derek climbing through the window, gives a high pitched squeak of a noise and practically pitches himself off the bed. ]
Ow. I thought I was used to that.
[Derek just looks at Stiles with a look on his face that asks what the fuck is wrong with you?]
Right.
Right.
so ur ttly an asshole dude
[ Several hours after the whole stealing death walk of shame he feels like he might be able to be annoyed now. ]
[ Several hours after the whole stealing death walk of shame he feels like he might be able to be annoyed now. ]
Edited 2012-08-26 15:17 (UTC)
[ He's not about to climb in through Derek's window, mostly because what would be the point, he doesn't have two floors. So he ends up mostly just waiting outside the building, sitting against the wall until the man himself returns.
With Isaac here. With the terrifying and creepy prophecy. He needs to talk to him. ]
With Isaac here. With the terrifying and creepy prophecy. He needs to talk to him. ]
[Derek smells Stiles long before he arrives, so when he gets there he's not surprised to see him waiting outside the building. He's carrying a couple of bags with repair things in them.]
Open the door and get inside.
Open the door and get inside.
I got offered a job thing, any objections to me taking it? Bloke seems nice its just running errands and stuff but thought i should check with u
[ So.
His jeep's a special lady. She is the one thing Stiles has that belongs to him properly, that he feels protective about (beyond family, anyway). Which means he'd have pretty much traded anything to get her back.
This is probably pretty much on the desperate scale, but maybe Derek won't ask why Stiles is here. ]
His jeep's a special lady. She is the one thing Stiles has that belongs to him properly, that he feels protective about (beyond family, anyway). Which means he'd have pretty much traded anything to get her back.
This is probably pretty much on the desperate scale, but maybe Derek won't ask why Stiles is here. ]
[Yeah.
Right.
Derek can smell Stiles coming from a mile away, so he turns and looks over at where Stiles is, roughly, and goes to meet him at the door]
Is something wrong?
Right.
Derek can smell Stiles coming from a mile away, so he turns and looks over at where Stiles is, roughly, and goes to meet him at the door]
Is something wrong?
[ Yes, he's in Derek's house. No, he doesn't care. ]
>| y is ur face always like this?
>| y is ur face always like this?
[He does. He comes out of the room]
That's not a face.
That's not a face.
If you could make big giant anime eyes at any one person, who would it be?
scott's gone back home. figured u'd wanna kno.
[ They let him out in the morning even with the curse fading at midnight. Stiles walks back to keep his mind busy, ends up sloping in early and immediately slumping face first into Derek's weird couch. ]
[Derek comes sniffing out of his bed]
What are you doing here?
What are you doing here?
Derek? [ Standing barefoot in the main living area and staring at the rest of the shack. ]
Is your house suddenly a gingerbread house or am I hallucinating?
Is your house suddenly a gingerbread house or am I hallucinating?
[Derek comes out of his room with his hands on his nose, rubbing it hard and sneezing]
You're not hallucinating.
You're not hallucinating.
[ Offering Derek a Reese's cup. ]
The drumming's stopped.
The drumming's stopped.
[He has his head buried under a blanket and a pillow]
I noticed, thanks.
I noticed, thanks.
[ He brings the box of decorations in first because he doubts he can drag the tree in while carrying them. Ignoring Derek - because hell, he's probably going to try and make him eat the baubles - he puts it down on the floor, frowning when a snowman falls out and rolls across the floor. ]
Damn.
Damn.
[He stares at the box as they come in and reaches down for the snowman]
You brought a snowman ornament.
You brought a snowman ornament.
[ Under the tree (along with Isaac's gift) there's a couple of badly wrapped presents for Derek. The first is - unfortunately - shaped like a bone, the second and third are a book on parenting and a Taylor Swift album.
Because fuck yeah. ]
Because fuck yeah. ]
[Derek is staring at the gifts. Still wrapped.]
it's Friday so I'm forward dating now to get as much deliciousness in as possible
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studmuffin
2012-12-28 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's not sleepwalking, Stiles doesn't sleepwalk. But there is a small part of his brain that runs on scent now, that lifts him from sleep and moves him. Isaac has teased him before because they've lost count of the times he's plastered himself against Derek and remained out of it no matter where his alpha is.
So he can't be blamed when he follows his nose and climbs into the cold part of the bed and literally plasters himself against Derek. He heaves a breath, then growls quietly, still asleep. ]
So he can't be blamed when he follows his nose and climbs into the cold part of the bed and literally plasters himself against Derek. He heaves a breath, then growls quietly, still asleep. ]
[It's the full moon; of course it is. He has a hair-trigger with being touched, but this is strange, he's stopped for a moment because the smell is -
He catches his breath and there's a growl of fear for a moment before he turns and flips Stiles onto his back, hands pinned down]
Are you crazy?
He catches his breath and there's a growl of fear for a moment before he turns and flips Stiles onto his back, hands pinned down]
Are you crazy?
[ Nothing smells right.
It makes Stiles' stomach churn unhappily. He doesn't live with Derek but he's around him enough to know what his home smells like, to know that the scent alone is safe and warm, the Pack, the renovated Hale house, the woods around it. They're just as comforting as the scent of his father's jacket, the shape of the gun at his back.
So here, where everything smells like the darker parts of Derek he'd thought he wouldn't have to face again, where Erica and Boyd are gone, he feels unsettled. Derek isn't his Derek, but that doesn't stop him from holding his jacket between his hands, fingers against leather and his breathing deep. In, Out. ]
It makes Stiles' stomach churn unhappily. He doesn't live with Derek but he's around him enough to know what his home smells like, to know that the scent alone is safe and warm, the Pack, the renovated Hale house, the woods around it. They're just as comforting as the scent of his father's jacket, the shape of the gun at his back.
So here, where everything smells like the darker parts of Derek he'd thought he wouldn't have to face again, where Erica and Boyd are gone, he feels unsettled. Derek isn't his Derek, but that doesn't stop him from holding his jacket between his hands, fingers against leather and his breathing deep. In, Out. ]
Edited 2012-12-28 23:30 (UTC)
[Derek wakes up to the smell of Stiles on his pillow and its-
comfortable
familiar
arousing
different. He takes a moment, another pause, another breath, and remembers last night and Stiles sitting on his bed, curled up next to him.
He doesn't smell Isaac, he must have gone out for breakfast.]
Stiles?
[He pads out in his undershirt and a pair of jeans that were deemed clean enough]
comfortable
familiar
arousing
different. He takes a moment, another pause, another breath, and remembers last night and Stiles sitting on his bed, curled up next to him.
He doesn't smell Isaac, he must have gone out for breakfast.]
Stiles?
[He pads out in his undershirt and a pair of jeans that were deemed clean enough]
[ It's way after midnight and Stiles is pacing the room that belongs to the other him. He can't sleep, he feels kind of crazy and his hands wring nervously at the shirt of Derek's he liberated in secret. It smells like him but it's not enough to calm him,.
Derek said he wouldn't be stuck here forever, and he trusts him, of course he does. But the thought of never getting back to his own world sits in the back of his mind and he can't get over the fear that he might not get out of here, that Derek won't trust him like he does back home.
So he's pacing. ]
Derek said he wouldn't be stuck here forever, and he trusts him, of course he does. But the thought of never getting back to his own world sits in the back of his mind and he can't get over the fear that he might not get out of here, that Derek won't trust him like he does back home.
So he's pacing. ]
[Derek can hear him pacing, can hear him moving through the room, and can smell the worry.
It's enough to draw him out of his room and to find Stiles]
Seriously?
It's enough to draw him out of his room and to find Stiles]
Seriously?
[ At some point during the night Stiles has shifted closer to Derek, had sprawled over him like the alpha belonged to him. His arm is draped over his chest, leg slung over Derek's own. There's probably like zero space but this is how he's used to it.
Also he might have a habit of mumbling in his sleep, but that's okay. ]
Also he might have a habit of mumbling in his sleep, but that's okay. ]
[Stiles isn't alone. Derek huffed and moved towards the beta wolf and curled around him, his nose in Stiles' neck, breathing in the scent of him.
He's not awake, even though Stiles mumbles in his sleep. This is too comfortable. Comfortable enough that his erection is also pressed against Stiles' thigh]
He's not awake, even though Stiles mumbles in his sleep. This is too comfortable. Comfortable enough that his erection is also pressed against Stiles' thigh]
backdated to like sometime in the night last thread FOR A WHILE
studmuffin
2012-12-31 02:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It kind of feels like waking up from a really hazy dream, dragging himself to consciousness and for a second not really knowing where he is. It doesn't take long to realise he's pressed himself against a wall of muscle and from that point it's pretty easy to work out.
Not a dream, a curse. Fuck.
He pretty much falls out of the bed, heartbeat pounding away in his throat and there's no way he can escape without Derek realising. Double fuck. }
Not a dream, a curse. Fuck.
He pretty much falls out of the bed, heartbeat pounding away in his throat and there's no way he can escape without Derek realising. Double fuck. }
[Derek wakes up at the thud and the sound of a heartbeat, and he looks over the side of the bed]
Are you all right?
Are you all right?
[ At least he's used to the panic, what he isn't used to is the urge to protect Derek. The curse is making everyone crazy and Stiles can see why. Even without his own ghouls he's still on the edge of terror every single second. But Derek - he had to kill Laura and since then Stiles has been waiting for some kind of hideous aftermath. ]
Where are you going? [ Sitting on the hood of his jeep and bouncing the end of the bat off his muddy and blood soaked shoe. Derek's shape fills out the door and casts a shadow on the grass below. ]
Where are you going? [ Sitting on the hood of his jeep and bouncing the end of the bat off his muddy and blood soaked shoe. Derek's shape fills out the door and casts a shadow on the grass below. ]
Edited 2013-01-10 15:24 (UTC)
I'm going around the property.
[He's been quieter than usual, but not crankier or meaner. There's something sad there, now]
[He's been quieter than usual, but not crankier or meaner. There's something sad there, now]
Derek, come on, is this really necessary? We are allowed to do things besides training.
[Isaac's stood in the open area in front of the house, brushing snow and mud out of his hair]
[Isaac's stood in the open area in front of the house, brushing snow and mud out of his hair]
We haven't trained in weeks. Get going.
[Because there was an invasion, bossywolf]
[Because there was an invasion, bossywolf]
[ He wakes up feeling disorientated, like he can't quite remember where he is. It doesn't take him long to pad barefoot out of his room though, running a hand along his face. ]
Derek? You still here?
Derek? You still here?
[ So Stiles has pretty much spent most of February feeling sorry for himself but now his cast is off. Now his cast is off and he's barrelling through to Derek's house and flinging himself in with a dramatic flourish.
He better have a shirt on. ]
Ta-da!
He better have a shirt on. ]
Ta-da!
[He doesn't. He comes into the room and-]
Nice to see your arm is whole.
Nice to see your arm is whole.
[ Falling through the door practically. ] Derek?
[He's in Isaac's room, picking up nests of blankets. It still smells like the teenager]
Yeah.
Yeah.
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