Basement, Derek & Mike's Totally Normalish House, Late Tuesday Afternoon

[bitten_notshy]

It was the last night of the full moon, which meant Jackson and Derek were free of werewolf issues for another month

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[justlurkinghere]

"Eat," Derek said, walking by him to raid what little was left of the pizza from the weekend. "You'll need the energy."

[bitten_notshy]

"I'm surprised you want me to have energy," Jack remarked -- though he was making steadier progress on the sandwich either way. "Is the basement door clawproof now?"

[justlurkinghere]

"As much as it'll be," Derek replied once he was done digging for food. "You need it for the change."

Look at him noticing things!

[bitten_notshy]

Jack licked a shred of roast beef off one finger.

"Probably." A pause. "It is getting easier, you know. A little."

He meant it. He couldn't bring his curse under complete control, but he'd learned how to cling to some shred of his human mind -- enough to stop him from trying to kill anyone, at least, if not enough to spare Derek's poor basement door.

[breakfastlover]

"Still here, huh?" Mike asked as he sailed in, back from work on the mainland. There was no surprise in his voice. He was familiar with how this thing worked by now. It was more like a greeting. "That Jackson kid couldn't get outta here fast enough this morning."

[justlurkinghere]

"He's a real people person," Derek deadpanned.

[breakfastlover]

"I've gathered." Mike wasn't terribly impressed. He couldn't exactly be annoyed at the kid, either, though. Kid had a rough time of it. "To each his own, I guess."

[justlurkinghere]

"He's safer here," Derek grumbled, at least trying to make it up to make by offering him a sandwich.

IT WAS FULL OF PAIN AND TRAUMA.