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justlurkinghere) wrote2013-11-28 11:08 am
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It's Creepy If You Squint Mansion, Thursday afternoon
So, it was Thanksgiving and Derek--shockingly--was not in a social mood. Because he was an outgoing social butterfly on most days, you know.
That would be why he was eating Chinese food and watching whatever movie marathon he could find on TV. More accurately he was picking at the food and looking morose.
Family based holidays were no fun for him.
[[For that human shaped thing]]
That would be why he was eating Chinese food and watching whatever movie marathon he could find on TV. More accurately he was picking at the food and looking morose.
Family based holidays were no fun for him.
[[For that human shaped thing]]
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So, yeah, nice going.
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And not at all an awkward position to be in! Really.
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Why must they flirt like children?
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There was that.
Derek snorted at the noise, only reaching out to stabilize him. Only for that.
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Once Stiles was sure he wasn't going to land on his ass he turned around to face Derek in order to glare. Glare so hard. That was the plan anyway, but a second before he implemented it Stiles started to smile. "I'm taller than you!"
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Also, wow were they in close now.
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"I can throw you across the room."
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"I'm not that clumsy." Yes he was. "And don't flick me."
This was, of course, followed by Stiles trying to flick Derek's neck.
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"You really are," Derek shot back, flicking Stiles' chest this time. Because maturity was high today.
Plus side? Not thinking about his dead, dead family.
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Stiles lifted his eyebrows because obviously any chance of acting like mature adults had gone out the window now. So obviously it was the right time to flick Derek on the nose.
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