Jul 24, 2012 14:42
“Derek,” Stiles waited for the werewolf to look at him before asking. “Why is there a fox on my bed?”
“I don’t like foxes.” Derek went back to riffling through the pack’s drawer in Stiles’ dresser.
“I don’t like Fox either, but you don’t see me leaving a fox on your bed.” Stiles stared down at the little creature. The werewolf bite had sever its neck. Derek grabbed a pair of jeans and one of his tanks.
“Maybe you should.” Derek smiled at Stiles’ annoyed expression. He explained. “It’s a gift, Stiles.”
“Oh, right. Like when a cat leaves mice.” Derek laughed softly and wrapped an arm around Stiles waist. The teen froze at the contact, surprise that Derek was hugging him.
“Something like that.” Stiles found himself being given a soft kiss before the alpha went to use the Stilinski’s shower.
“You better get rid of its body.” Stiles yelled after him, “I’m not explaining why a dead animal is in my room again.”
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