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[Things started out rocky when Derek came over to help Tate figure out a better solution to cooling the treehouse than the fan he had that was pretty much on the frits - they surveyed to see how air conditioning might work and what would have to be done to actually wire the place officially instead of power it by generator, and that's still a problem yet to be solved. But they spent a fair sized chunk of the afternoon doing minor repairs, the rocky aspect being how close it was to going either way when it came to Derek teaching and watching Tate use power tools with his only experience being shop class over twenty years ago.
He's pretty sure he got his point across to Derek though, after the humid rain came through and despite having the windows open there was a lot of sticky, trapped heat staying inside. That didn't bode well for the panting werewolf whose shirt was quickly discarded and well, focuses changed after that and once the moon went up. A few more hours of working with their hands went by but not in the same way - this was more full bodied overall.]
I need new pillows.
[Tate remarks, while pulling one closer to his chest - laying flat against it on his back, naked in bed. Hard to call it a bed really when it's just an equally flattened mattress on the floor of the loft, blankets scattered from some particularly rigorous usage. He's looking sidelong at Derek, brows lifted and a flush still yet to fade from his face. He'd only just turned over to lay on his belly, perhaps aware of just what he was doing when he smirks at Derek.]
Still hard?
He's pretty sure he got his point across to Derek though, after the humid rain came through and despite having the windows open there was a lot of sticky, trapped heat staying inside. That didn't bode well for the panting werewolf whose shirt was quickly discarded and well, focuses changed after that and once the moon went up. A few more hours of working with their hands went by but not in the same way - this was more full bodied overall.]
I need new pillows.
[Tate remarks, while pulling one closer to his chest - laying flat against it on his back, naked in bed. Hard to call it a bed really when it's just an equally flattened mattress on the floor of the loft, blankets scattered from some particularly rigorous usage. He's looking sidelong at Derek, brows lifted and a flush still yet to fade from his face. He'd only just turned over to lay on his belly, perhaps aware of just what he was doing when he smirks at Derek.]
Still hard?
is it really that important 2 sort lights n darks when puttin in a load of laundry
like
feels fucking excessive
like
feels fucking excessive
water keeps rising
it's getting deep by the beach
power's been out for a few hours. r u ok?
it's getting deep by the beach
power's been out for a few hours. r u ok?
[ it's one of those days where he and derek aren't scheduled together, and on days like this, it's not uncommon for stiles to blow derek's phone up when he's bored, or needs a distraction from the buzzing needles just outside his office door. on top of that, returning to work after being hauled away to fort harmony lite just feels... weirdly dismissive, but it is what it is. ]
I don't know why I never thought to ask this until now but
Do you take people's pain when you tattoo and/or pierce them?
[ that's a lie - until now, he never really had a specific reason to ask, but. he'll get to that eventually. ]
I don't know why I never thought to ask this until now but
Do you take people's pain when you tattoo and/or pierce them?
[ that's a lie - until now, he never really had a specific reason to ask, but. he'll get to that eventually. ]
[How to approach this when he kind of is responsible for the whole fuck up:]
hey
im home now
checking in
like u asked
so
hi.
hey
im home now
checking in
like u asked
so
hi.
hey
there's no power in the treehouse rn
gonna need ur help fixing that
there's no power in the treehouse rn
gonna need ur help fixing that
[ Reggie's gift to Derek is a jacket, wolf fang ring, and a few "cash in for chips" coupons for the Scratch's casino. The card reads: ]
D,
Happy holidays.
Your beta,
- RM xo
D,
Happy holidays.
Your beta,
- RM xo
sent stiles a text, bc i left u some stuff by ur door
dont eat the wrong box, k?
i got something else for u but i'll give it to u another time
when there's some more privacy and ur not busy w stiles
happy holidays. and birthday? how old r u now
dont eat the wrong box, k?
i got something else for u but i'll give it to u another time
when there's some more privacy and ur not busy w stiles
happy holidays. and birthday? how old r u now
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