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[lupusalpha]

[He reaches for something - a shirt - and cleans his hand off]

[studmuffin]

[ He's pretty much as red as anyone can ever be, frozen like he's not sure if he should bolt or not. ]

Um.

[lupusalpha]

What?

[studmuffin]

Should I --?

[ Help out?

Or go? ]

[lupusalpha]

Relax.

[studmuffin]

Relaxing. I can do that.

[ Lies. ]

[lupusalpha]

[And a laugh]

Sure.

[studmuffin]

[ Doing his jeans back up and just breathing out with an awkward grin. ]

Dude, I can.

[lupusalpha]

[Derek rolls over and relaxes himself, eyes narrowing to slits as they close]

Whatever you say.

[studmuffin]

[ Eyeing him up. ]

So I thought you were totally doing the whole no touch-y thing.

[lupusalpha]

Are you really about to complain?

[studmuffin]

Noooo. This is me not complaining, honest.

[lupusalpha]

Good.

[studmuffin]

[ Leaning back. ]

So we're okay?

[lupusalpha]

Mmhmm.

[Just a quiet, pleased sound]

[studmuffin]

[ Twisting to lean on his side. ]

Good.