late night: Sterek [Open]
Stiles: Derekkkkkk Stiles: Dereeeee Stiles: I’m bored.
Derek: What do you want me to do about it?
Derek: Why not text Scott?
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late night: Sterek [Open]
Stiles: Derekkkkkk Stiles: Dereeeee Stiles: I’m bored.
Derek: What do you want me to do about it?
Derek: Why not text Scott?
She didn’t knew why she was there but what she was sure about it, it was that she needed to see Derek. “You look surprised” she said crossing her arms across her chest, licking her lips.
"Because I am, you aren't one of the usual's around here" Derek said while walking forward and into the room "What are you doing here?".
"Cora is that yo-" she stops walking as she looks up and sees the redhead standing by the door "Lydia?".
"Hey..Sorry is this a bad time" he asked as he continued standing in the door frame before walking any further into the loft.
"No...it's fine come on in" she told him before stacking papers on the table with the magazines, she hadn't seen Isaac since he had stormed out "Cora's upstairs if your looking for her, she's relaxing".
Derek heard the door open and she glanced over from cleaning off the table, placing the magazine Cora had left back down "Isaac?".
"Erica?" the shock she feels is unable to be contained as it appeared on her face.
New around here.
Looking for some others to talk too and roleplay with.
Come be my friend.
"Derek, you are looking…"
He paused, brushing his fingers across his mouth to give himself a moment to think of the right word. This was a total lose-lose situation, because no matter what, he knew he’d get a glare in response to his observation.
"Rather…"
He was getting warmer. But there still wasn’t a word that could exactly describe what kind of hilarity was running through the teen’s mind the minute he saw Derek Hale, the big bad sour wolf, wearing a bra and actually rocking it.
"…interesting."
Yep. There it was. The best he could do.
That was, before his visage cracked and a loud cackle of laughter released from him.
"Oh man, who did you piss off?"
Derek raised her eyebrows as he spoke, breaking off before he even could form two words. A hint of annoyance started showing on her features as she crossed her arms and waited for him to finish speaking. Rolling her eyes as he finally finished talking and giving him a look questioning what he was going on about.
"What are you talking about?"
She glared as he began a long sound of cackling and she felt her usual annoyance towards him rising. to think, she was actually beginning to think he was slowly stepping out of the stage of total obnoxiousness.