[Tate likes the sound of that, as fucked up as it is. Someone swearing this kind of loyalty to him - it fans this fire in his gut that makes him smile, dark eyes wide and warm when they look at Derek from behind a veil of disheveled blond bangs. He'd do anything for him too, but it's hard to admit just how far he'd go for Derek. How far he'd gone for Nora, for Violet. He smiles sweetly and turns onto his side after letting go of Derek's hand.
He props up his head on his hand after rubbing dirt off on his sleeve.]
no subject
He props up his head on his hand after rubbing dirt off on his sleeve.]
Can I put you to the test?