[ he could explain himself - talk about his safety, talk about why he wants a pack, talk about isaac and erica and boyd and the void he feels in his chest without them. it just... doesn't seem worth it, and stiles is being blindly supportive, and maybe they can talk about this later. when he's not so blindly thinking "hunters are here, i need a pack so i don't die".
stiles keeps talking, calls him a gnome, derek whispers "you're a gnome" to his phone and considers it a victory given that stiles can't hear him and get the last word in. he... talks about a place, says it could be theirs (though not in so many words,) and derek takes a second to realize what he's proposing. ]
I don't want to live somewhere "really accessible" and "not really private".
[ a pause. ]
Somewhere new sounds good. I miss the woods. I miss going for runs. I had that at the fort, but - fuck, I want my woods. These could be mine. Somewhere I could take you. Somewhere we could stash some supplies, in case we need to hide out or make an escape. Somewhere safe. Just.
I don't know. Punch me in the face if this is a horrible thing to say, But I've never had to worry about money before. Can we... afford it?
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[ he could explain himself - talk about his safety, talk about why he wants a pack, talk about isaac and erica and boyd and the void he feels in his chest without them. it just... doesn't seem worth it, and stiles is being blindly supportive, and maybe they can talk about this later. when he's not so blindly thinking "hunters are here, i need a pack so i don't die".
stiles keeps talking, calls him a gnome, derek whispers "you're a gnome" to his phone and considers it a victory given that stiles can't hear him and get the last word in. he... talks about a place, says it could be theirs (though not in so many words,) and derek takes a second to realize what he's proposing. ]
I don't want to live somewhere "really accessible" and "not really private".
[ a pause. ]
Somewhere new sounds good.
I miss the woods. I miss going for runs. I had that at the fort, but - fuck, I want my woods.
These could be mine. Somewhere I could take you. Somewhere we could stash some supplies, in case we need to hide out or make an escape. Somewhere safe.
Just.
I don't know.
Punch me in the face if this is a horrible thing to say,
But I've never had to worry about money before. Can we... afford it?