[Tate's talking when he's trying to also stand, getting his foot on the branch while reaching for Derek's hand. It's a rocky way to get back up, and he wasn't lying about his ass being asleep. So is part of his leg, which is why his sneaker slides a bit on the bark and he slips forward, grabbing at Derek's shirt before looking down to the distance below them. He shuffles closer toward Derek and doesn't let go. Does whisper a soft fuck under his breath, though.
He blinks, then looks back up to Derek sheepishly.]
I should've talked to you before I signed. It was selfish. I'm sorry - again, ah. I'll do better. I want to do better. I really do.
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[Tate's talking when he's trying to also stand, getting his foot on the branch while reaching for Derek's hand. It's a rocky way to get back up, and he wasn't lying about his ass being asleep. So is part of his leg, which is why his sneaker slides a bit on the bark and he slips forward, grabbing at Derek's shirt before looking down to the distance below them. He shuffles closer toward Derek and doesn't let go. Does whisper a soft fuck under his breath, though.
He blinks, then looks back up to Derek sheepishly.]
I should've talked to you before I signed. It was selfish. I'm sorry - again, ah. I'll do better. I want to do better. I really do.