Stiles felt...whole. He'd been so hopeless this past month, drowning in apathy and unsure of how to fix whatever was wrong with him. But with Derek, it felt...okay. Like that missing piece had come back, or that it would come back. That it would get better.
He unlocked the door, lips still tingling from that last kiss, smile stretching across his face. That was definitely new. In his rational mind, Stiles recognized that this was probably wrong - it was definitely illegal, but...but it just felt so right. And he didn't have the motivation to stop.
So Stiles locked the door behind him and bounded up the stairs, opening his door. He smiled shyly at Derek, locking that behind him too - just in case his dad came home. "Sorry it's, uh...a bit of a mess."
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Date: 2013-08-26 03:08 pm (UTC)He unlocked the door, lips still tingling from that last kiss, smile stretching across his face. That was definitely new. In his rational mind, Stiles recognized that this was probably wrong - it was definitely illegal, but...but it just felt so right. And he didn't have the motivation to stop.
So Stiles locked the door behind him and bounded up the stairs, opening his door. He smiled shyly at Derek, locking that behind him too - just in case his dad came home. "Sorry it's, uh...a bit of a mess."