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Oh God oh Buddah oh Vishnu oh Prada. Derek Hale is sitting in my room and just said THAT to me. I am NOT ready for this. Wasn’t ready for this. How do I handle this? Play it cool Stiles. Play. It. Cool. Sweating. My hands are sweating. Have I blinked? Do I remember how to blink? Oh god…DO something Stiles.
“This feels like we need some music playing. Don’t you think we need some music playing?”
That was NOT suave Stiles. The poor guy. He’s sitting there all puppy dog eyes…no joke there…and expectant. You have to be nice Stiles. You HAVE to be nice or he will rip your throat out with those exquisitely sculpted hands and that jaw you just want to bite.
Where in actual shit did that thought come from? Let’s see. Flick on the radio and…hmmm. This sounds like a nice song. I guess I’ll leave the station alone.
You keep trying to get inside my head,
While I keep trying to lose the words you said
Can't you see I'm hanging by a thread,
To my life what I know,
Yeah I'm losing control
And...
If there is a God out there, he’s got a twisted sense of humour.
“Derek. It’s so very VERY sudden. Well. Not really I guess in hindsight, but you have to give me a break here for a second and stop looking at me with those come fuck me eyes.”
That better have been said inside my brain. Judging by the looks of things? I’d guess no. It’s just…
“Dangerous Derek. So…it’s scary that I feel like this and you aren’t the safest person to be around sometimes you know.”
Oh no, my walls are gonna break
So close, it's more than I can take
I'm so tired of turning and running away
When love just isn't safe
(you're not safe, mmm-mm)
Seriously? This song? Why don’t I just let her say what I’m feeling because she’s not
“Fucking it up. That’s what I’m doing. I’m fucking this up.”
That wasn’t in my head either. Shit. I knew I should have stopped at the pharmacy.
Sitting up a bit more, he looks at me like he sees right through me. Maybe he does.
“Stiles. You aren’t fucking up anything. I told you that I love you and that I enjoy what we have together. I don’t want that to change if you aren’t comfortable with it. Just that you’d consider…”
He let his words die in his throat, almost afraid to say it again for fear of scaring me. He’s the best boyfriend in the world.
I'm strong enough, I've always told myself
I never wanna need somebody else
But I've already fallen from that hill,
So I'm dropping that guard
Here's your chance at my heart
And...
Fine. I’ll admit it. I love him too. He’s gotten in there and it scares the bejeezus out of me. Still…his eyes so full of promises for the future that may not happen.
He IS a werewolf after all.
“What if they use me against you. I can’t be the reason you get hurt!”
Oh no, my walls are gonna break
So close, it's more than I can take
I'm so tired of turning and running away
When love just isn't...
Shut up shut up shut up! This song…why does it have to be THIS song. Am I crying?
I’m crying. These are tears and it’s because of this song and this man and this feeling and I’m a man damn it! A man with manly thoughts and feelings and I’m not getting undone by a song.
Before I can catch my breath or wipe my eyes, he’s there. Rough hands gentling away the tears from my eyes, the familiar scent of pine, wood chips and sweat under the mask of his shampoo.
...everything you want, but it's everything you need
It's not always happy endings but it's happy in between
It's taken so long, so long to finally see
That your love is worth the risk
“There’s no promises for the future Stiles. But no matter what, I want to face it with you. Whether we’re together or not, you’ll always be my soft spot. And I’m okay with that. I’m good with that. You are my anchor. You are what holds me back…”
God he has a way with words. I feel his lips on my eye lids as I cry into his chest.
Oh no, my walls are gonna break
My walls are already broke honey. You’re doing better than I am right now.
Oh no, my walls are gonna break
So close, it's more than I can take
I'm so tired of turning and running away
When love just isn't safe
“…you are what gives me strength. And you are what keeps me alive.”
I look up at him, unshed tears in his eyes. Brushing them away, I kiss him slowly.
Oh no, my walls are gonna break
So close, it's more than I can take
I'm so tired of turning and running away
When love just isn't safe
“Alright.”
You're not safe
And that's okay
His eyebrows jump up.
“Yes. I’ll marry you.”