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Derek Hale | Teen Wolf | Ota slash preferred

[halestothemoon]

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[halestothemoon]

Derek just shakes his head a little bit and smiles to himself as he watches Stiles leave. That boy had no idea the effect. It was nice to be able to be in Stiles' company without the rest of the pack, He wasn't so distracted by the others. Speaking of his pack he could smell their scents all over his room, good to know they got along and hung out, outside of the meetings.

Derek grabbed one of the sodas and opened it taking a swig. "Is it supposed to taste like this?" He said curiously looking at the can and then taking another sip...it was actually pretty good.

(ooc: back home now so i can respond faster! :D )

[alotofadderall]

Stiles had no idea whatsoever. Frankly, sometimes he was convinced Derek hated him.

"Dude, are you serious?" Stiles muffled a laugh, picking up his own soda and passing over the chips. "We've got to get you out more. First IM, now with the soda."

[ooc: cool! Nice to meet you by the way :]

[halestothemoon]

"I've had soda before Stiles...I didn't live in a cave before you met me...I've just never tried this type before." He says, shrugging drinking down almost 3/4 of the can. "It's really good." He grins, full out grins before taking a handful of chips.

"So is this what you do everyday?" He says finishing his can.

(ooc: you too! <3 your Stiles, Derek is going all mushy!)

[alotofadderall]

"Could've fooled me," Stiles laughs, sinking back into his pillows and sipping at the soda. "My dad and I love it. We get it at that little Korean market down the street."

Stiles snorts, shaking his head. "That's what you'd like to think, isn't it? I'm usually out trying to keep you and Scott from killing yourselves, benchwarming, or researching."

Stiles gestures towards his computer. "Stealing Besitaries from creepy old men, etc. etc."

[ooc: Aww, thanks dear! Your Derek is adorable :D]

[halestothemoon]

"Of course you do...nerd." He says, but its with a smile and in a friendly tone as he bumps his shoulder with Stiles. See Derek can be normal, just don't tell the pack.

"We wouldn't kill ourselves, but..." he pauses. "It's a lot easier with you and your research...it uh- appreciated."

"Stealing Beasitaries from creepy old men? That sounds practically pornographic." and it makes him jealous the thought of Stiles talking to other men online, even if it was only for research.

(ooc: aww you think? Thanks! He's a WIP)

[alotofadderall]

"Damn proud of it too," But Stiles' voice holds a note of surprise. Was Derek possessed? This was...very different from his normal attitude, or maybe Stiles was just perceiving his attitude as regularly surly. Maybe Derek had been nicer like this for a while...or maybe Stiles was just perpetually on his bad side.

"...Thanks?" Stiles blinks and decides taking another sip of his soda is acceptable, considering he has no idea what to say to that. Was that praise from Derek Hale? Had he slipped into a Twilight Zone

[halestothemoon]

Not possessed Stiles, just not in Alpha mode, he can be himself for once. The only reason why Derek is so growly at Stiles, because its like he hasn't grasped the concept of Wolves having excellent hearing, so when he whispers when they are hiding, he's let the enemy know where they are. It's frustrating.

He nods at Stile's appreciation. He was being nice, but still it was hard to give praise directly. "You talked to Gerard through IM?!?" Now he's growly, not quite understanding the flow of the conversation due to Stiles...damn he smells so good, it's super distracting.

(ooc: You are too kind...are you on AIM? if you are i'm under tiberiusnichols :D )

[alotofadderall]

Well, sometimes their enemies aren't wolves...or Stiles has something important to say. Maybe. Okay, not quite. Yeah.

"Uh, no." Stiles muffles a chortle, raising his eyebrows and taking another sip of soda. "Not Gerard, no."

"Fifteen different men from various parts of the globe, yes." Stiles laughs, but he's serious, he's a part of a supernatural experts guild. It's kind of awesome.

[ooc: Yup, I'm on AIM! Unfortunately, I'm on mobile until further notice because of a problem with AIM and my computer, but you can still reach me at trickster8899. I just can't send the first IM until you im me first xD]

[halestothemoon]

He was going to let out the breath he had been holding at the thought of his Stiles, uh, just Stiles, talking to Gerard, but then he said fifteen men.

"15....all over the world!?" Ok Derek has a problem with that. He's going to hack his computer....with someones help, because Derek on a computer is quite comical. "I don't like that." and no, Derek refuses to believe that the jealousy in his voice actually came out of his mouth.

[alotofadderall]

Stiles' eyebrows just managed to rise higher when Derek almost sounds...no, no way. He couldn't be jealous. Stiles must have been hearing things.

"Noted?" Stiles chuckles, shrugging. "They haven't asked me for any naked photos, so I think I'm good. And since when are you protecting my virtue?"

[halestothemoon]

"We'll good. If they do...tell me an I will their throats out with my teeth." He says possessively, arms folded and pouting like a child. "I always protect you....ever since I met you."

[alotofadderall]

"Dude, are you okay?" Stiles laughs, glancing over at Derek, face half-obscured by his pillow. "Don't get pissy or anything but...what do you care about who may or may not be asking me for nude photos?"

"Too true," Stiles nods, taking another handful of chips.

[halestothemoon]

"Because you're mi- you're underage." He catches himself and finishes lamely, still scowling

[alotofadderall]

The slip doesn't go unnoticed by Stiles. Far from it.

"I'm yours?" Stiles teases, thinking Derek is just kidding around. "Just because I'm friends with Scott doesn't make me pack...does it?"

[halestothemoon]

"Of course your pack Stiles" he says nonchalantly like it should already been known. He was blushing a bit now.