[ Tate's back is to Derek while he strips, so... he won't ever know if Derek watched him get changed or not. Either way, he joins him in the sleeping bag and Derek can tell that he's exhausted, but he's also not entirely comfortable with having this much space between them. This wasn't... an easy night, in a lot of ways, and Derek's stomach is in knots thinking about the home Tate's going to go back to after his night in the treehouse, but. That's all the more reason to make him feel comfortable, right? Safe? Loved, the way pack should be?
So - cautiously - Derek moves in closer, draping his arm around Tate's bare stomach, moving closer until his chest is pressed flush to his back. He doesn't need to exert much strength at all to drag Tate up against his body, pulling him in as tight as possible, allowing his body heat to bleed into Tate. He leans forward, his nose against the side of Tate's neck, and when he talks, his lips are soft against his shoulder. ]
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[ Tate's back is to Derek while he strips, so... he won't ever know if Derek watched him get changed or not. Either way, he joins him in the sleeping bag and Derek can tell that he's exhausted, but he's also not entirely comfortable with having this much space between them. This wasn't... an easy night, in a lot of ways, and Derek's stomach is in knots thinking about the home Tate's going to go back to after his night in the treehouse, but. That's all the more reason to make him feel comfortable, right? Safe? Loved, the way pack should be?
So - cautiously - Derek moves in closer, draping his arm around Tate's bare stomach, moving closer until his chest is pressed flush to his back. He doesn't need to exert much strength at all to drag Tate up against his body, pulling him in as tight as possible, allowing his body heat to bleed into Tate. He leans forward, his nose against the side of Tate's neck, and when he talks, his lips are soft against his shoulder. ]
Is this okay?