Less Useless [Derek&FemStiles]
"Easy. It's just me." His voice is low, but soft as he lowers her down onto something soft. Stiles takes in her surroundings and sees he brought her to his loft...to his bed-I'm pathetic.
"Easy. It's just me." His voice is low, but soft as he lowers her down onto something soft. Stiles takes in her surroundings and sees he brought her to his loft...to his bed-I'm pathetic.
Stiles looks back at her beautiful she wolf and glares up at her as she mumbles out a defiant little, "I hate you." Derek laughs.
Apparently, that's not what she wanted to hear. Dean scowls, squeezes her neck softly again, but before he opens his mouth, Sam says, "Not like... Not like that." Again, Dean is confused, but he nods, even smiles to try to make her feel better as he replies with a soft, clearly dopey, "Yeah, I know that." He keeps for...
Charlie scowls again, instead of outright glaring angrily at him. "While I appreciate you doing favours for Bee, I don't appreciate him being made fun of by anybody. Especially not for his size." She knows how (not so secretly) sensitive Bee is about his size, but this asshole doesn't need to know that (if he doesn't...
Neteyam shoots her a weak glare-weak, because he has neither the heart nor the energy. He just missed her so fucking much. "Everything worked out?" He scoffs, takes a step back from her. "I watched you die!" He snaps through gritted teeth-because he refuses to cry, especially in front her.
"When you want to wake her, just give her a kiss." Love smiles cheekily when he turns to shoot her an only slightly withered look. "I'm kidding." She giggles when he rolls his eyes, because she can see him trying not to smile. "Just say the words; 'The Sun is shining on us again. It's time to wake up, Loki...'"
The fluffy boy surprisingly weighs a fricking tonne, Stiles knows it's probably all that thick muscle under his fur. At least he's been fed well, she briefly thinks, still wondering just where the hell he came from.
"I just..." Rocket's ears lower a little, nerves slowly tugging at his chest and gut. "You're a little nerd...like me." Just like me... Sam blinks, then, takes in his shy little smile and finds herself grinning brightly. "Nah, ain't nothing like you, but you, Pocket Rocket."