[ Maybe a little judgment about Tate's taste level, but. Ultimately, nah. Derek shrugs one shoulder, pointedly looking down at the nails held between his fingers. Looking at Tate feels like it might be too much, right now. He just keeps seeing that triskele, burned in his head. Fuck, it's-- still a lot.
He clears his throat. Acts like everything's normal. ]
If a sleeve of firey skulls makes you happy, or if a slutty pin up girl has meaning to you - then that's the bottom line. I'd be honoured to give you whatever tacky bullshit you wanted.
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[ Maybe a little judgment about Tate's taste level, but. Ultimately, nah. Derek shrugs one shoulder, pointedly looking down at the nails held between his fingers. Looking at Tate feels like it might be too much, right now. He just keeps seeing that triskele, burned in his head. Fuck, it's-- still a lot.
He clears his throat. Acts like everything's normal. ]
If a sleeve of firey skulls makes you happy, or if a slutty pin up girl has meaning to you - then that's the bottom line. I'd be honoured to give you whatever tacky bullshit you wanted.