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Derek Hale ([personal profile] triskeles) wrote in [community profile] potosi 2013-12-25 03:07 am (UTC)

gathers up the stereks

And they'll complain for weeks about it. To both of us. [ Derek watches after him as he goes, smile softening around the edges even as it grows. But he follows after him easily, pulling his keys free from his pocket again as he goes. Truth be told, Stiles is really his only friend outside of his family and the housewives he typically talks to. There are some fans of his vlogs that he'll talk to, even some people in Beacon Hills that he spends some amount of time with.

But Stiles is different for him, too. Has been, since day one. Their dialogues are rarely bumpy, even when they actually do fight. It's a one-two step that continues, revolving around each other seamlessly and constantly evolving.

Clicking the unlock button on his electric key, he practically crowds into Stiles' space to reach and curl his fingers around the handle of the door. It'd just be another one of their one-two steps for him to come in a little closer, dip in the short distance between them. But he doesn't, just raises his eyebrows at him in return and offers an amused look as he pulls on the handle and jostles him a little with the door.

Maybe he's been spending most of his time "trying to woo," as he's been told, Stiles with food, but a lot of their flirting has to do with picking on one another. They're like the kindergarteners Stiles teaches.
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