[ Derek doesn't want Tate to hurt. Doesn't want him to suffer. If it was up to him - things would be so much different. Derek says Reggie's name as quickly as he can, like he's trying to rip off a bandaid, and - slowly - he finishes trimming Tate's hair. He sets down the scissors, rests his arms on his thighs, arm against Tate's arm, just barely touching. ]
I don't know if I'm going through with it. I don't know if he's going through with it. Nothing's set in stone. There's still - so much to cover. I've been trying to rush things with him, a little - seduce him into it, the way I did with my pack back home.
[ Making promises of things being bigger and better and stronger, sex being better, shit like that. Never bringing up the pain and the suffering. He needs to - Reggie's Dom made him promise to tell him everything. Derek sighs through his nose, lifting one arm and running his hand over the back of his neck. ]
Wish I wasn't so scared of being alone. Just... feels like it could happen at any time. The city could take you away, or... Kavinsky could order you to never talk to me again. Stiles might never come back. None of my pack from home has ever been here. My uncle's gone. Your friends are leaving. It's all just - fucking scary. I hate it.
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[ Derek doesn't want Tate to hurt. Doesn't want him to suffer. If it was up to him - things would be so much different. Derek says Reggie's name as quickly as he can, like he's trying to rip off a bandaid, and - slowly - he finishes trimming Tate's hair. He sets down the scissors, rests his arms on his thighs, arm against Tate's arm, just barely touching. ]
I don't know if I'm going through with it. I don't know if he's going through with it. Nothing's set in stone. There's still - so much to cover. I've been trying to rush things with him, a little - seduce him into it, the way I did with my pack back home.
[ Making promises of things being bigger and better and stronger, sex being better, shit like that. Never bringing up the pain and the suffering. He needs to - Reggie's Dom made him promise to tell him everything. Derek sighs through his nose, lifting one arm and running his hand over the back of his neck. ]
Wish I wasn't so scared of being alone. Just... feels like it could happen at any time. The city could take you away, or... Kavinsky could order you to never talk to me again. Stiles might never come back. None of my pack from home has ever been here. My uncle's gone. Your friends are leaving. It's all just - fucking scary. I hate it.