coffee fueled.

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moved stu over here

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starter call

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“Not Stiles. Don’t care.”

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“I know.” Jackson smirks against the kiss, letting his fingers press lightly against the back of Stu’s neck, caressing the  skin. This isn’t going to fix the state of their relationship,  but damn it Jackson loves the guy, grumpy attitude and all. His eyes close as he goes back to enjoying this. It’s probably not going to last forever, and Stu’s probably  going to get angry again once they break apart.

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Grip loosens on the wolf’s shirt, hands sliding up his forearms and curling about the other’s neck.      Stuart hates the way the  angry and annoyance melts away.  He WANTS to stay pissed off at Jackson.       He wants to make the other feel the way he had but god he can’t seem to.    Pressing himself closer to the  wolf,     desperation to be close to him again overpowering the  need to be angry. Nails scrape against all too short strands of  the wolf’s hair, tilting his head to deepen the press of lips. 

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Jackson is tired of listening to Stu grumble at him. He knows he messed up, and he knows Stuart’s  beyond angry. Apologizing didn’t work, but Jackson  has another plan. If he doesn’t get punched, it’ll be a miracle. He gets up and bends over, pressing his lips to  Stu’s. “Shut up,” Jackson whispers. “And kiss me.”

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Breath catches in  his  throat at the wolf’s lips press to  his own,         fingers twisting in the fabric of Jackson’s  shirt.     He wants to push him away,   want to fight and arguing.       A part of him even wants to lash out at the  wolf pressed against him. Even if he knows he’d never  win in a fight.       “I’m still mad at you” he breathes out against the other’s lips.

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“What if I told you, that just maybe, I care about you a lot, and maybe I don’t just want to blow  you, but I want to actually make things right?” Jackson isn’t going to give up until Stu at least is giving him more attention than curt responses.

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“And yet you’re still on your knees and talking.” Maybe he’s being a dick,    but he doesn’t really care at this point.   He’s  annoyed and irritated.     And Jackson is getting the brunt of it because he knows the beta can take it. 

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“Look, I’m sorry. I don’t know how else to make it up to you. But I’m sorry, and no, it won’t  happen again. I’m here to stay this time. Now,  will you at least look at me? I’m trying to make things right here.”

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“So I’m just supposed to take your word and willingness to blow me as a sign that you’re going to suddenly make good on everything you say?  You said you were here to  stay last time.     Why so that you can bat your eyes and  try to charm me into forgiving you?”

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“Don’t relax then. Get yourself so worked up that you don’t enjoy a single second of spending the entire  weekend alone on the beach.”

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“I’m decidedly very un-relax. And I’m blaming you for this. Because some how it’s your fault.  I would enjoy it more if you’d stop telling me to relax.”

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“And I’m telling you to relax.”

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“Do you know what telling people to relax usually does? Makes people not relax. At all.”

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Ow. Okay, so Stuart wasn’t his biological brother. That didn’t mean Duran didn’t love him any less, so at least, he thought. He’d always considered Stuart his brother, regardless, since they did share a face. Hearing those words come out of Stu’s mouth stung a lot. Stuart might as well have called him a freak accident who shouldn’t exist. It meant about the same. “Fine.” Duran was closed up now, and he backed away. Hugging himself. “Fine. If that’s what you want. I’ll leave you alone. Enjoy your space.” Duran left the room, slamming the door shut behind him. 

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Fuck. Now he’s got to fix this.  Something he was equally bad at. Pushing himself up he followed after the other.    “Duran, wait!” A defeated breath leaves him.    “I didn’t... I didn’t mean it like that.” Though Stuart highly doubts that the other will even care what he has to say at this point.   God know he wouldn’t listen if it was the other way around. “----Sorry.”

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     “——We still have over half a tank and there’s     a gas station about fifty miles ahead. I think     we’re good, Stuart.”

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A grump. 

          “----I was just asking.”

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“Guess that answers my question then, huh? Not sure what I ever did to you, but hey, thanks for letting me know.”

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“What do you want from me? Do you want me to just go on pretending that this is even close to a family?    That we’re not all just pretending  to coexist for dad’s sake?”

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“It got you talking to me, didn’t it? Would it help if I said sorry, that it won’t happen again? You can’t give me the silent treatment forever, Stu.”

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“Wow, good job. No it wouldn’t help. Because I don’t  believe it wont happen again.   I’m not some girl that you can ignore for a week to keep her drooling.  And don’t underestimate me.”

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“Yeah, right.” Jackson got down on his knees anyway and ran his fingers up Stu’s legs. “Talk to me.”

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“Really?  You don’t talk to me for like a week and now you think insinuating the offer of a blow job just makes everything okay? Wrong.”