[ 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. }
[ Wide eyes latch on to Derek's face and for a moment Stiles is a mess of emotions, confusion, panic - betrayal. Derek has never cared for him before, so this? Not worth it unless he's a werewolf, right? ]
I'm fine. [ In a rush. ] I just uh - had to use the bathroom. [ Scrambling to his feet and gone is the ease of movement completely. ] I'll be back.
[ God, he's just saying things now like he can stop the inevitable moment of pain. It had felt like a good dream, sweet and carefree because he'd had someone to share things with. He'd had Derek. And now Derek's going to look at him like he's a mess and Stiles doesn't want to deal with that. ]
You can't tell me when I need to take a piss dude, that's rude. [ Backing away. At least he put some clothes on last night? ]
[ This is too surreal, he doesn't really know how to deal with it other than to freeze and clench his hands. He wants to run away, he wants to go home, he wants what other him had and that part makes him feel cold and unhappy. ]
It's after midnight.
[ As if Derek could have possibly overlooked how human he is now. ]
[ He's used to people being disappointed with him, he's used to it, so why does this clench at his heart like it does? But he doesn't say anything, just turns and heads out of the bedroom.
Maybe he can pack up real quick. Penny still has his room for him. He can't do this. ]
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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. }
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Are you all right?
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I'm fine. [ In a rush. ] I just uh - had to use the bathroom. [ Scrambling to his feet and gone is the ease of movement completely. ] I'll be back.
[ Also not. ]
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[He catches that. And also that smell, that thick human smell.]
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[ God, he's just saying things now like he can stop the inevitable moment of pain. It had felt like a good dream, sweet and carefree because he'd had someone to share things with. He'd had Derek. And now Derek's going to look at him like he's a mess and Stiles doesn't want to deal with that. ]
You can't tell me when I need to take a piss dude, that's rude. [ Backing away. At least he put some clothes on last night? ]
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[Growling. Of course he won't be back. Of course. Why is that even a question?]
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It's after midnight.
[ As if Derek could have possibly overlooked how human he is now. ]
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Fine.
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Maybe he can pack up real quick. Penny still has his room for him. He can't do this. ]