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Stiles woke up at--he had to look away from the looming Derek to stare blearily at the clock for a minute--seven in the morning. Which was way too early. "Hi?" he said. Maybe he'd found the couch uncomfortable. Or forgotten where the bathroom was. Or maybe, despite all prior evidence, Derek was a morning person. "You need something?"
"The bed smells like more than you," Derek said unhappily.
"Uh," Stiles said. It was way too early for this, and what the hell was that even. "Out of curiosity, when you told me I was too young and needed to go experience life, what kind of life experiences did you think I was going to have?"
"I know," Derek said. He sounded glum, and the weird part was that this was discernable from his normal broodiness. "But. More than just him."
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fic I wrote for niqaeli in the WTFJH universe (future fic, Stiles went away and went to college and has a boyfriend and is happy and Derek drops by for a visit and is confused).
Stiles woke up at--he had to look away from the looming Derek to stare blearily at the clock for a minute--seven in the morning. Which was way too early. "Hi?" he said. Maybe he'd found the couch uncomfortable. Or forgotten where the bathroom was. Or maybe, despite all prior evidence, Derek was a morning person. "You need something?"
"The bed smells like more than you," Derek said unhappily.
"Uh," Stiles said. It was way too early for this, and what the hell was that even. "Out of curiosity, when you told me I was too young and needed to go experience life, what kind of life experiences did you think I was going to have?"
"I know," Derek said. He sounded glum, and the weird part was that this was discernable from his normal broodiness. "But. More than just him."
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