[ he wants to know--oh lord, he wants to know so badly--but stiles watches him lick the frosting off of his thumb and completely forgets about it. for as miserable as he's been feeling, he really cannot ignore that derek is kind of ridiculously, absurdly fine.
like, that should just be unfair, right there. when he's got the energy to feel turned on again, that's gonna be a month's worth of shower fodder.
tipping over a little, the teenager instead rests his cheek against derek's shoulder, taking another bite of the cake. he's exhausted, and even sitting up for a long time is getting to him, but at least he's here. it's a good chance to reflect back on everything's that happened, to quietly, secretly be glad that he's here instead of home.
he speaks up a little quietly after swallowing down another bite. ] ...thanks, dude.
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like, that should just be unfair, right there. when he's got the energy to feel turned on again, that's gonna be a month's worth of shower fodder.
tipping over a little, the teenager instead rests his cheek against derek's shoulder, taking another bite of the cake. he's exhausted, and even sitting up for a long time is getting to him, but at least he's here. it's a good chance to reflect back on everything's that happened, to quietly, secretly be glad that he's here instead of home.
he speaks up a little quietly after swallowing down another bite. ] ...thanks, dude.
[ for everything, is pretty well implied there. ]