[ Derek rocks back when Tate shoves him, putting his other foot in the ground to tip from falling over. Kid's come a long way since he was screaming in his face during orientation, afraid of being touched by another guy, needing to be hurt just to get through it. There's a second of kind of - uncomfortable nausea in his stomach that he can't really put a finger on, and he chalks it up to how fucked up it is that Tate have to die and be brought to a city as screwed up as this one before he became decently comfortable in his sexuality.
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[ Derek rocks back when Tate shoves him, putting his other foot in the ground to tip from falling over. Kid's come a long way since he was screaming in his face during orientation, afraid of being touched by another guy, needing to be hurt just to get through it. There's a second of kind of - uncomfortable nausea in his stomach that he can't really put a finger on, and he chalks it up to how fucked up it is that Tate have to die and be brought to a city as screwed up as this one before he became decently comfortable in his sexuality.
But. Light stuff. Jokes. Derek stands up, changes direction. Keeps everything steady. ]
Tree house. I doubt this city even sells lumber. I'm going to have to buy a fucking truckload of pillories and take them apart, or something.