That's Why He Lets Him In
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- Part 1 of That's Why He Lets Him In
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Stiles watches him for a long beat before responding, taking in the sharp lines of his bearded jaw and the strong tendons of his neck that lead down to the soft, dark chest hair peeking out of his dark green v-neck. He’s captivating, so blindingly gorgeous it hurts to look at him. “Well, congratu-fuckin-lations to Lydia and Jackson,” he finally says, remembering how that chest hair feels against his tongue.
He thinks he sees something like a smile flash across Derek’s face, so he leans closer, heart racing even faster. His crossed arms brush against the soft leather of Derek’s jacket and he clenches his fists tighter, itching to grab at it and pull him in. “Did you want something,” he asks, voice whiskey-dark, watching how Derek’s eyes fall to his mouth as he speaks.
“Yeah,” Derek whispers throatily, barely loud enough for him to hear. “Yeah, Stiles, I want something.”
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- Part 2 of That's Why He Lets Him In
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Stiles isn’t sure what he’s more surprised by when he wakes in the morning: that he slept better than he has in ages with Derek in his bed, or that Derek stayed the night at all. The relief he feels when he sees him there, sleeping comfortably, almost serenely, is palpable. They’re facing each other, close but not touching, and Stiles takes advantage of Derek’s slumber to watch him openly, taking in each exquisite line and curve of his chiseled face, the way his mouth is soft but still slightly downturned, long eyelashes lying delicately across his smooth skin. He’s astonishing.
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- Part 3 of That's Why He Lets Him In