[ Derek doesn't entirely buy that nah. He gives Reggie a quick once over, hovering at the foot of the sofa, unwilling to move away from the question. It's not until Reggie elaborates, reassuring Derek that it's just a shallow cut, that Derek's willing to let this go. For the most part. ]
Just - give me your hand if that changes, okay?
[ Because - if it hurts, he can do something about it. He's not going to go revealing his secrets if he doesn't have to, but he's willing to knock down a few walls if Reggie needs his help.
Derek takes the invitation for what it is, slowly allowing himself to sit down on the couch besides Reggie, dropping back against the leather in a... pretty transparent attempt to look relaxed. He folds his arms over his chest, hands in fists behind his biceps, too tense to really look like he isn't even in spite of the chill manspreading and the way he isn't worrying at his bottom lip the way he keeps wanting to. Reggie starts to talk again, and Derek rolls his neck against the back of the couch, looking at him through focused, unblinking eyes.
The question is a sudden one, and it honestly throws Derek into a bit of a tailspin; he should have seen this coming, should have expected that's why Reggie wanted to see him. He doesn't let it show, but he's caught off guard. The truthful answer, of course, is that he would have to talk to Stiles before committing to anything, and that ultimately, Stiles is his number one priority in this city - if he doesn't want Derek to contract with anyone else, then... Derek's not going to contract with anyone else.
But that's not the answer he gives. It's not even the answer he considers giving. Derek answers in, like - half a second. Less than that, maybe. ]
Yeah. Are you kidding me? Of course you can.
[ He'll fucking - ask for forgiveness, rather than permission, if things come to pass like this. Derek shrugs one shoulder, affable despite the vice in his chest. The question hangs in the air like proof that Nick's gone for good, and Derek's not going to dwell on it long enough for them to feel that way. ]
But - we don't have to think about that. This place is a revolving door. Nick'll be back before you know it. Dude's way too good of a lay for LIES to give up so easily.
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Just - give me your hand if that changes, okay?
[ Because - if it hurts, he can do something about it. He's not going to go revealing his secrets if he doesn't have to, but he's willing to knock down a few walls if Reggie needs his help.
Derek takes the invitation for what it is, slowly allowing himself to sit down on the couch besides Reggie, dropping back against the leather in a... pretty transparent attempt to look relaxed. He folds his arms over his chest, hands in fists behind his biceps, too tense to really look like he isn't even in spite of the chill manspreading and the way he isn't worrying at his bottom lip the way he keeps wanting to. Reggie starts to talk again, and Derek rolls his neck against the back of the couch, looking at him through focused, unblinking eyes.
The question is a sudden one, and it honestly throws Derek into a bit of a tailspin; he should have seen this coming, should have expected that's why Reggie wanted to see him. He doesn't let it show, but he's caught off guard. The truthful answer, of course, is that he would have to talk to Stiles before committing to anything, and that ultimately, Stiles is his number one priority in this city - if he doesn't want Derek to contract with anyone else, then... Derek's not going to contract with anyone else.
But that's not the answer he gives. It's not even the answer he considers giving. Derek answers in, like - half a second. Less than that, maybe. ]
Yeah. Are you kidding me? Of course you can.
[ He'll fucking - ask for forgiveness, rather than permission, if things come to pass like this. Derek shrugs one shoulder, affable despite the vice in his chest. The question hangs in the air like proof that Nick's gone for good, and Derek's not going to dwell on it long enough for them to feel that way. ]
But - we don't have to think about that. This place is a revolving door. Nick'll be back before you know it. Dude's way too good of a lay for LIES to give up so easily.