I’m faulting both Torah AND Arra for this, because of this adorable that happened across my dash.
Y’all have only yourselves to blame. Also I’m exhausted. So there’s that.
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“Are those-” Stiles reached out with a hesitant finger toward Derek’s mouth. Derek resisted the urge to snap at it. Like it would solve anything anyway. “Are those supposed to be fangs?”
Derek growled. Once again, Stiles was getting on his nerves, and in less time than it took to get Scott to gush TMI about Isaac and/or Allison in any random conversation. The dude had a gift for testing Derek’s patience.
"Yeah,” he narrowed his eyes, wondering what Stiles’ endgame was, “Why?”
“They’re so… cute and tiny,” Stiles shrugged finally, and Derek let the corner of his lip curl back into a low, threatening snarl. Cute and tiny my furry ass, he thought to himself.
