She might. Maybe you got drunk and lonely and named her Cora in some weird drunken maudlin episode.
[There's a moment where he waits, chewing his lip and waiting for more. Which, of course, doesn't come. Because why would Derek talk when his eyebrows do it for him?]
Okay. So... right. I knew that much. Do you want to come over and get her or should I bring her to you?
[ he doesn't do the whole drunk thing alright. another beat and the sound of him moving is audible through the feed. ]
I'll come there. Spent long enough in this room as it is. [ he doesn't want to even look at his bed right now, not with how much time's passed since he first fell asleep. ]
Only because you haven't gone drinking here. Your wolfy immunity is gone, buddy boy. You can get just as sloshed as the rest of us mere mortals. You should give it a try. See what all the fuss is about.
[Wind up married and maybe happy?]
Okay. Same place as last time. I'll leave the door unlocked, so just come on it.
[ did you really think he wasn't going to bring that up. derek doesn't say anything else before cutting the feed and starting his way over. he takes his time for once, actually, and it's a while before he's pushing the door open slowly, and stepping into the place. ]
Stiles?
[ at least the days of window crawling are over. sort of. ]
[Derek might have gotten that before he cut the feed, but Stiles just glowered at the bracelet for a bit before getting up and going to unlock the door before heading back up to his room.
He hears his name, Cora and Hale hearing it too and the pair of them deciding to attack the interloper.
Although 'attack' might be better described as 'having a dragon wrap wings around your face and start chittering in your ear while a wolf cub decides that your shoe is her mortal enemy.]
[ see, this is another moment where derek dearly misses his wolf mojo. mostly since he has no time to react before the massive bat-like creature -- who the fuck thought stiles owning a dragon was a good idea? -- is way too close, which means he doesn't even see cora go in for her own special attack.
it takes some prying, a good long moment of it before he can successfully shove the dragon off, and nudge the pup off to the side too.... well, right until he's kneeling down to say hello to her, since it's been a while and all.
she's bigger, much bigger than he remembers her being, but otherwise much the same. it'll take a while to get used to the idea of her name though.
anyway, eventually he finds stiles. ]
All this time and you haven't trained either of them one bit.
I have so. There's a video and everything. Watch...
[He waits until both of them are in the room, watching as they both look at him expectantly.]
Kamikazee!!
[Cora yowls and Hale squawks and dives for the cub, who meets the dragon head-on. There's tussling and noises and grumbles and growls and oops, one little flame spurt, but then Cora is pinning Hale to the ground (seriously, Hale totally lets her win every time. He's starting to think he has a crush on her or something), little muzzle raised to howl in victory.
Then the victory slumping on top of her defeated foe.]
derek watches the display with..... every ounce of an unimpressed expression, which is then turned to stiles because you can't be serious, right? ]
A circus act wasn't exactly what I meant.
[ he's looking at the wolf and dragon again then, at how happy they are though. he's actually starting to wonder if taking cora is a good idea at all. ]
You did manage to keep her fed though. I guess you'll get points for that.
Sorry, grumpy puss. Training her to go for the throat was next on my to-do list. I was trying to get her to pee on people I don't like, but... well, that torch has been passed on to you, papa-san.
[He snorts at that, then gets up from the desk to go towards the door.]
Speaking of food, have you eaten since your Sleeping Beauty act? I'm hungry and if you're here you might as well eat.
[ don't tempt him to roll his eyes at the pee comment..... but anyway. ] Going for the throat is not something you need to train a wolf. [ it'll come quite naturally, thank you very much. ]
No, I haven't. [ so maybe he'll take you up on that..... and as he follows; ]
Of course not. If I was a wolf, maybe I'd know that. Maybe I'd also know how to do that thing where you can lift your leg and lick your-- Hale!
[The dragon in question had decided no, dad, not being left behind again, so had flown up and landed on Stiles' shoulder, claws pricking through his shirt and a wing smacking him in the face. WTG, Hale.]
Dumb dragon.
[Said with so much affection as he reaches up to scratch behind his ears, Cora hustling out after the leaving trio because screw you guys.
He heads down to the kitchen and opens the fridge, looking in with that all-consuming gaze teenagers have.]
We have roast beef or lasagna, both have to be reheated. And yes, they are. Scott lost his bracelet for a bit and had himself a little nappy time too, but he's back and we're all good. Lydia's back and doesn't remember being here either time.
[ jesus fucking christ, stiles. be happy you get cut off.
but derek just watches the exchange quietly, thinking back to when stiles had accused him of being fond of the wolf. looks like he's not the only one fond of his pet though. ]
And what about Isaac, Erica.
[ you know, the two he mostly cares about. it's good to hear that scott it alright, and derek doesn't have much of an opinion on lydia. ]
Last I heard, Isaac was going with you on your trip. Anything I need to know about that?
They're both okay. Isaac came over to check on Scott while he was napping. They're both alive and seem to be doing... whatever it is they do when shit's not hitting the fan.
[God, Derek. Care a little outside your circle, okay? (Stiles better be in both those circles. Shut up with your logic)]
What? Oh, no. No, we both managed to get out of that without dying, so, you know, thumbs up. You should definitely look into getting us a pie for that. Or a cookie. Or, you know, trying not to look at me like you want to kill me via scowl. That'd be nice.
Color me surprised. [ but he is glad there had been no deaths involved. too many of those back home. ]
If I wanted to kill you it wouldn't be with a scowl. [ said with something of a sigh which might not be so completely fed up as before he'd been asleep. ]
Don't you still work at the bakery? Don't need me to bring you a pie. Or a cookie.
You sure about that? Because, you know, you pretty much live with a scowl on your face. It's like, your resting face.
[He grinned then, nodding.]
Restaurant. One that has really great pies, yeah. Maybe I should bring you by one, only I don't know if you'd actually eat it. Maybe you'd just glare at me again and tell me to fuck off without actually saying fuck off.
Your lips say nothing, but your eyes, and eyebrows, say a hell of a lot more. So does your hand when it grabs oh so gently at my neck to slam me into things.
Dude, seriously? I hadn't even said anything and then BAM. Face, meet steering wheel. All because I used your disgustingly rock hard abs to get Danny to do us a favor.
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[There's a moment where he waits, chewing his lip and waiting for more. Which, of course, doesn't come. Because why would Derek talk when his eyebrows do it for him?]
Okay. So... right. I knew that much. Do you want to come over and get her or should I bring her to you?
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[ he doesn't do the whole drunk thing alright. another beat and the sound of him moving is audible through the feed. ]
I'll come there. Spent long enough in this room as it is. [ he doesn't want to even look at his bed right now, not with how much time's passed since he first fell asleep. ]
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[Wind up married and maybe happy?]
Okay. Same place as last time. I'll leave the door unlocked, so just come on it.
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[ did you really think he wasn't going to bring that up. derek doesn't say anything else before cutting the feed and starting his way over. he takes his time for once, actually, and it's a while before he's pushing the door open slowly, and stepping into the place. ]
Stiles?
[ at least the days of window crawling are over. sort of. ]
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[Derek might have gotten that before he cut the feed, but Stiles just glowered at the bracelet for a bit before getting up and going to unlock the door before heading back up to his room.
He hears his name, Cora and Hale hearing it too and the pair of them deciding to attack the interloper.
Although 'attack' might be better described as 'having a dragon wrap wings around your face and start chittering in your ear while a wolf cub decides that your shoe is her mortal enemy.]
Up here.
[Yeah, he wasn't helping him out.]
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it takes some prying, a good long moment of it before he can successfully shove the dragon off, and nudge the pup off to the side too.... well, right until he's kneeling down to say hello to her, since it's been a while and all.
she's bigger, much bigger than he remembers her being, but otherwise much the same. it'll take a while to get used to the idea of her name though.
anyway, eventually he finds stiles. ]
All this time and you haven't trained either of them one bit.
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[He waits until both of them are in the room, watching as they both look at him expectantly.]
Kamikazee!!
[Cora yowls and Hale squawks and dives for the cub, who meets the dragon head-on. There's tussling and noises and grumbles and growls and oops, one little flame spurt, but then Cora is pinning Hale to the ground (seriously, Hale totally lets her win every time. He's starting to think he has a crush on her or something), little muzzle raised to howl in victory.
Then the victory slumping on top of her defeated foe.]
See? Totally trained.
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derek watches the display with..... every ounce of an unimpressed expression, which is then turned to stiles because you can't be serious, right? ]
A circus act wasn't exactly what I meant.
[ he's looking at the wolf and dragon again then, at how happy they are though. he's actually starting to wonder if taking cora is a good idea at all. ]
You did manage to keep her fed though. I guess you'll get points for that.
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[He snorts at that, then gets up from the desk to go towards the door.]
Speaking of food, have you eaten since your Sleeping Beauty act? I'm hungry and if you're here you might as well eat.
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No, I haven't. [ so maybe he'll take you up on that..... and as he follows; ]
Is everyone still here?
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[The dragon in question had decided no, dad, not being left behind again, so had flown up and landed on Stiles' shoulder, claws pricking through his shirt and a wing smacking him in the face. WTG, Hale.]
Dumb dragon.
[Said with so much affection as he reaches up to scratch behind his ears, Cora hustling out after the leaving trio because screw you guys.
He heads down to the kitchen and opens the fridge, looking in with that all-consuming gaze teenagers have.]
We have roast beef or lasagna, both have to be reheated. And yes, they are. Scott lost his bracelet for a bit and had himself a little nappy time too, but he's back and we're all good. Lydia's back and doesn't remember being here either time.
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but derek just watches the exchange quietly, thinking back to when stiles had accused him of being fond of the wolf. looks like he's not the only one fond of his pet though. ]
And what about Isaac, Erica.
[ you know, the two he mostly cares about. it's good to hear that scott it alright, and derek doesn't have much of an opinion on lydia. ]
Last I heard, Isaac was going with you on your trip. Anything I need to know about that?
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[God, Derek. Care a little outside your circle, okay? (Stiles better be in both those circles. Shut up with your logic)]
What? Oh, no. No, we both managed to get out of that without dying, so, you know, thumbs up. You should definitely look into getting us a pie for that. Or a cookie. Or, you know, trying not to look at me like you want to kill me via scowl. That'd be nice.
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Color me surprised. [ but he is glad there had been no deaths involved. too many of those back home. ]
If I wanted to kill you it wouldn't be with a scowl. [ said with something of a sigh which might not be so completely fed up as before he'd been asleep. ]
Don't you still work at the bakery? Don't need me to bring you a pie. Or a cookie.
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[He grinned then, nodding.]
Restaurant. One that has really great pies, yeah. Maybe I should bring you by one, only I don't know if you'd actually eat it. Maybe you'd just glare at me again and tell me to fuck off without actually saying fuck off.
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and right restaurant, bakery, whatever. ]
You supply a lot of what I say in your head, you realize. [ not the best habit!! considering he never says any of those things, stiles, gosh. ]
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Your lips say nothing, but your eyes, and eyebrows, say a hell of a lot more. So does your hand when it grabs oh so gently at my neck to slam me into things.
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[ you can't deny that, seriously. ]
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Jerk.
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[Meaning it was a lot. A LOT, DEREK.]
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Right. Sometimes it's the only way to get anyone to do anything.
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Uh huh. Or maybe it's not if someone could just learn this thing called 'patience'. Or is it only a human thing?
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[ have you met werewolves? other than scooby-doo-- uh, scott? but still he's smirking slightly. ]
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Are you sure you're fully awake from your little beauty rest? You're... smiling. Sort of.
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