The Devil's Nest, Thursday Evening

[justlurkinghere]

Derek was reading a magazine at the bar tonight. Because why work when you could be paid to frown at articles in this month's issue of The Knot

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[ihuntkillers]

"Interesting reading material."

The yurts continued to make Jasper uncomfortable and itchy. Between the nightmares of his hand around a knife and the sound of so many people breathing, he had to get out of there.

He'd seen the Devil's Nest when he'd been in town and, on this night, decided to stop in. It wasn't even that surprising to find Derek there. He seemed like the type.

[justlurkinghere]

Just because Derek liked to creepily lurk places, didn't mean anything. Other than that.

Shut up.

Derek frowned, closing the magazine and all it's glossy pictures of perfect wedding plans. "We don't serve students alcohol here. The other bar does."

In case that was why Jasper was there.

[ihuntkillers]

"Who said I was here to drink?" Assumptions, Derek. They weren't nice. He took a seat at the bar and looked around. Gave nothing away in expression or body language as to what his intentions were. "Ambiance is nice."

[justlurkinghere]

"It doesn't have zombies." Which was a plus.

[bitten_notshy]

"I get to be best man," Jack announced when he came into the bar. There were no secrets in a small town where everything made radio, come on. "Yours, anyhow. I assume Stiles will want Scott for his. Also, hello."

[justlurkinghere]

"You can fight Cora for that honor, but I don't think she'd really try." Derek smiled back at him. "Hi."

[bitten_notshy]

"Cora's not a man," Jack pointed out. "She can be maid of honor."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek had to shrug at that. "Just as long as we convince Stiles that werewolf weddings are real things."

[so_hawkward]

Clint had been good and kept his distance from Derek for the last little while, but the recent radio was enough to get him in.

"Hey, how's it going?" he said casually, taking a seat.

[justlurkinghere]

Don't be jelly that Derek was totally gonna plan the wedding of the century.

"...good. What do you want, Barton?"

[so_hawkward]

Clint was not at all jealous, for real.

"Are you seriously engaged or did the squirrels go a little crazy?"

[justlurkinghere]

LIES. SO MANY LIES.

"Why? Are you here to threaten me? Again."