"Because if I hid it, it was for a reason," Derek grumbled, only letting go of Stiles once he got the closet door open. And then there was crawling on in under the disturbing number of leather jackets and henleys hanging up in there to get to it.
The box dubbed smelly was shoved out as well to get it out of the way as he pulled the hoodie out.
And maybe sniff at it a little. "It smells like it belongs to me."
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Date: 2013-11-16 10:07 pm (UTC)The box dubbed smelly was shoved out as well to get it out of the way as he pulled the hoodie out.
And maybe sniff at it a little. "It smells like it belongs to me."