[ It goes without saying that Derek really, really doesn't want Tate to do anything hard, but - this isn't a trap. He just... wants to be involved. Wants to take his pain away. He's never absorbed... a high, through someone's skin, like he does with their pain, but he'd rather be there to try than-- than to let Tate get fucked up at another one of those fucking parties.
He's not sure what Tate's thinking. Doesn't know where to go from here. He's quiet and firm and apologetic when he finds his voice, like he's worried that this might be the wrong thing to say, but. Still feels like he needs to say it. ]
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He's not sure what Tate's thinking. Doesn't know where to go from here. He's quiet and firm and apologetic when he finds his voice, like he's worried that this might be the wrong thing to say, but. Still feels like he needs to say it. ]
No secrets anywhere.