[ these past few days since the escape from fort harmony have been - difficult, to say the least. the walls of derek's apartment feel tight and constricting, so much smaller and more confined than the massive, open hall of the barracks. the comfort of his bed and his sofa feel too yielding and almost fake after the hard and flat surfaces of the cot he'd gotten used to sleeping in and the burnt out shell of a house he had back home. it all just feels so... fenced in.
he feels caged, and being alone with nothing but his thoughts, his growing paranoia and the aches of his still healing arm, that hasn't helped him. he needs stiles. stiles makes him feel better, stiles makes him feel safe, stiles is the closest thing he has to a pack, and derek's been missing him pretty fucking hard since they've been back. he's not used to sleeping alone. he thought he was, after all those months in beacon hills living in the dirt and the dust, but a few nights with stiles completely changed that. he's lonely. of course stiles can crash here. stiles could fucking live here, if he wanted. ]
Yeah.
[ but derek can't... extend an invitation like that. he can only accept, all while hiding his eagerness. they both need their independence, and latching onto someone just because they make you feel better is kind of pathetic. he's not sixteen years old anymore. shouldn't be so difficult for him to be alone when he's had so many years to get used to it. ]
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he feels caged, and being alone with nothing but his thoughts, his growing paranoia and the aches of his still healing arm, that hasn't helped him. he needs stiles. stiles makes him feel better, stiles makes him feel safe, stiles is the closest thing he has to a pack, and derek's been missing him pretty fucking hard since they've been back. he's not used to sleeping alone. he thought he was, after all those months in beacon hills living in the dirt and the dust, but a few nights with stiles completely changed that. he's lonely. of course stiles can crash here. stiles could fucking live here, if he wanted. ]
Yeah.
[ but derek can't... extend an invitation like that. he can only accept, all while hiding his eagerness. they both need their independence, and latching onto someone just because they make you feel better is kind of pathetic. he's not sixteen years old anymore. shouldn't be so difficult for him to be alone when he's had so many years to get used to it. ]
Please.