[Tate tries to stay neutral and unaffected, focusing down at staring at the inner seam of Derek's jeans - thumbing it over distractedly before he swallows hard. He knew this would happen, sure. He just didn't think it'd be so fast. So quick? He doesn't... even know who. And somehow that hurts, though he wonders if that's the point. Derek wants him to... suffer, maybe. To hurt.]
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Who? And... what did they say?