FIGHT ME.

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arrafrost:
“ torakodragon:
“ Drew something a little different today.
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Torah your tag: #omg what if hipsters find this and reblog it
He was silent, watching the alpha from a distance. It had taken him ages to find him in the rain after everything...
arrafrost:
“ torakodragon:
“ Drew something a little different today.
”
Torah your tag: #omg what if hipsters find this and reblog it
He was silent, watching the alpha from a distance. It had taken him ages to find him in the rain after everything...

arrafrost:

torakodragon:

Drew something a little different today.

Torah your tag: 

He was silent, watching the alpha from a distance. It had taken him ages to find him in the rain after everything that had happened between them. Derek panicked, took off and Stiles went crazy searching for him - full on straight into detective mode, calling everyone they knew, pleading with Scott to play police dog and sniff him down but that had been too difficult when the rain picked up.

It had taken him five hours, Stiles was soaked to the bones, and he was angry. At least he was angry. Had been. Past tense. That all changed when he saw Derek sitting in front of the large windows, legs pulled close to his chest with his arms wrapped securely around them. He was staring out at the sky, watching as the rain pelted the glass, eyes thoughtful and expression unreadable. 

All of Stiles’ anger, his rage, his uncontrollable urge to swat Derek on the nose with a rolled up newspaper evaporated. 

“Are you kidding me?” Were Stiles first words and he saw how they made Derek’s shoulders tense in surprise but the alpha did not move other than that. He didn’t turn around or acknowledge Stiles. He was probably afraid of saying something that would make matters worse.

“I find you like this.” The smallest movement… Derek ducking his head, gaze averting from the sky down to the muddy and wet ground outside. Stiles stepped closer, rolling his eyes, “Jeez, what if the hipsters find you and take you away, claiming you as their own? Do you know where that would leave me? In skinny jeans because I’d have to infiltrate their cult in order to sneak you out. Do you know how bad I look in skinny jeans?”

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