see, i am obsessed with derek hale.
derek hale, who’s foaming at the mouth to put a bite mark on stiles’ neck
derek hale, who’s chomping at the the bit to cover stiles in his own scent
derek hale, who’s nearly feral at the thought of it not being completely obvious that stiles is his mate
derek hale, who’s using every muscle in his body to hold himself back from overwhelming stiles with the knowledge that he is devoted to him, that there is no one else, that there couldn’t be. that even if stiles does not choose derek, derek will only ever be choosing stiles.
derek hale, who’s ready to worship his other half and do everything in his power to make sure stiles is comfortable, safe, warm, loved and provided for
and, i am enthralled with stiles stilinski.
stiles, who wonders if derek is really even all that into him
stiles, who wants to text derek, to call him, to run into him somewhere in town, but holds back because he doesn’t want to seem too desperate
stiles, who thinks derek could have anybody he wanted, so why on earth would he want stiles?
stiles, who doesn’t think he deserves to have someone love him as thoroughly as derek would
stiles, who wonders if he’s feeling too much too quickly about this because he’s never felt this way about anybody
stiles, who feels insecure and dismissive of derek’s attention because it probably doesn’t mean anything, and he’s probably making something out of nothing
stiles, who after their first meeting immediately wants nothing more than to follow derek around forever
derek, who after their first meeting knows immediately that this pale boy is his mate, his forever. he knows at once that he would die for this boy, would kill for this boy, would do absolutely anything for this boy.
…and then there’s stiles, who wonders if it’s too soon to text him back? does derek really even like him that much? is he being too clingy?
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