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notyouraveragefox said: The fox bit his lip and shamefully walked inside, feeling like some freaking toddler that was scared of the dark. Another shuddering crash of thunder made him jump and choke out a scared sob, ears ringing
Derek sighed, leading the young fox over to the couch wear Cora was sitting. He guided Stiles into lying down, head in Cora's lap, while Cora stroked his hair. Peter sighed, going to join the other Hales, sitting beside Derek, who was rubbing Stiles's back.
And knocking was heard at the loft's door, followed by a yelp as another crash of thunder rumbled outside, the knocking getting even louder, rapid heartbeat of the scared fox behind it. Wide, scared eyes looked up when the door finally opened, biting his lip and blurting out "I-I'mkindascaredofthunder....c-canIstayhereforthenightpplleeasee?"
Derek opened the door to find a whimpering Stiles. Cora came downstairs to see who was there, waving at Stiles. Peter rolled his eyes. “C’mon, Stiles,” Derek sighed.