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justlurkinghere) wrote2014-04-19 02:46 pm
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More Full of Embarrassment Than Creepy Mansion, Saturday Afternoon
Derek had listened to radio this morning. Which meant Derek was hiding in his house to avoid the vast amount of judgement out there. Well, okay, mostly because he had The Issues. But everyone knew that.
And that would be why he was glaring at the kitchen to figure out what the hell he needed to angrily stress bake until this all blew over.
Spoiler: it involved eating chocolate chip cookie dough. He lived on the edge.
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And that would be why he was glaring at the kitchen to figure out what the hell he needed to angrily stress bake until this all blew over.
Spoiler: it involved eating chocolate chip cookie dough. He lived on the edge.
[[Open!]]
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Ha.
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"What about you?"
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"Okay," Derek replied, thinking that over. You were gonna get some slow, tender love making for that, Stiles. "That wouldn't be a problem."
TENDER LOVE MAKING.
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'Cause some part of Stiles felt like Derek was doing all this for his benefit.
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Derek snorted in amusement, a little more relaxed about letting this happen with only a week left before graduation. As evident by slipping hands down Stiles' hips to hook under his thighs and lift him onto the counter.
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