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justlurkinghere) wrote2012-09-30 11:04 am
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Creepy Old Mansion on Phoenix Way, Sunday Morning
The morning after another full moon with extra werewolves in town was clearly the best time ever. And by 'best time ever' we mean 'Derek wanted to murder everyone involved'.
But that wasn't all that different from usual.
So. You know. Congrats on surviving the full moon and here's to hoping you survive the morning after?
[[Open, of course!]]
But that wasn't all that different from usual.
So. You know. Congrats on surviving the full moon and here's to hoping you survive the morning after?
[[Open, of course!]]
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Who was so very naked.
"Upstairs, idiot."
Yes, Stiles. He was ordering you to go through his underwear. How had this become his life?
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Yeah he was never telling alpha Derek about this ever.
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"If you say so," Derek said, glancing over at Alcide. Stop making him think he wasn't doing enough crunches, Alcide. It wasn't cool.
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Somehow less with a guy?
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Derek glared at him. Or just looked at him. Because his default look was pretty angry. "No."
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God forbid anyone ask Stiles about this.
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What was his life?
"Your underwear is boring," Stiles announced when he came back in. He tossed Alcide the pair he grabbed. "I found the flexiest pair I could. You're a lot bigger than Derek."
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HINT HINT.
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Yep. That sentence was just written somewhere, for all of time.
"I'd noticed," he added to Stiles, with a small smile.
What? He was kind of enjoying this.
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Sorry, Derek, did you tell him to leave or something?
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And threatened. Because that was sounding a might wrong without that added on.
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Yeah. Enjoy that, Stiles.
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"Yeah, dying without you around," Derek deadpanned.