[ Windex, Trisk. Neither of them feel like his cats, but technically, they both are, now. Stiles isn't there to look after Windex, and Trisk - well, Trisk has her home in the woods, but he always feels bad when he leaves her, and she always seems to feel bad when he goes. Derek wouldn't mind moving her to the house full time, if Tate would let him.
He gets to work - he's not going to cut Tate's hair as short as he wants it, at first, just because he wants to give him the option to tell him to stop before doing something irreperable. He trims dead ends, marvelling, somewhere, in the back of his mind, how Tate's not really - stagnating, the way he should be as a ghost. He's growing. Aging. Capable of change. ]
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[ Windex, Trisk. Neither of them feel like his cats, but technically, they both are, now. Stiles isn't there to look after Windex, and Trisk - well, Trisk has her home in the woods, but he always feels bad when he leaves her, and she always seems to feel bad when he goes. Derek wouldn't mind moving her to the house full time, if Tate would let him.
He gets to work - he's not going to cut Tate's hair as short as he wants it, at first, just because he wants to give him the option to tell him to stop before doing something irreperable. He trims dead ends, marvelling, somewhere, in the back of his mind, how Tate's not really - stagnating, the way he should be as a ghost. He's growing. Aging. Capable of change. ]