The first full moon, you asked Scott to tie you to a radiator, but he didn't, and so you ended up in the woods. I found you before Peter did, and I helped you back to my place, and we talked.
And you agreed to let me help you. And you helped me.
[ He breathes out, feels something settle inside of him. It's not like he can go back and change anything, it's not like he can fix this. He has to keep moving forward. ]
It makes sense. It's Scott, so I'm automatically protective of him, but I guess if it were me - well hey, I already have a weakness for guys in leather. Scott not so much.
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And you agreed to let me help you. And you helped me.
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It makes sense. It's Scott, so I'm automatically protective of him, but I guess if it were me - well hey, I already have a weakness for guys in leather. Scott not so much.
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Scott doesn't like me on the best of days.
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[ Sitting on the counter. ] Even I know that.
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I don't know how this crap works, Derek. I'm not a werewolf. And you're not free with the knowledge. Not to me.
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[Alone.]
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You're right, but you're not a wolf. It makes a difference, having an alpha.
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Yeah, I know.
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It feels good, actually, and he makes a soft noise in the back of his throat, fingers curling around the countertop. ]
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You really do love [ He stumbles over the me and blushes. ] Him, right?
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