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   “I think we’ve been over the fact that you need me to worry about you because you obviously don’t do enough of it for yourself.” His hands smooth down Derek’s neck and massage into his shoulders, catching on the stiff muscles. “Let’s go and lie down at least, okay?”

    “What would I ever do without you?” They’ve been over that too a few times. He tries not to think about life without Stiles after just spending months in South America without him. Derek presses his forehead to the younger’s, “Alright, alright. Since you asked so nicely. Lead the way Red.”

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   “Thank you –”

   And he’s appreciative, he really is, in that warm solid way you get after you start feeling like you’ve been with a person for ages and they still manage to pleasantly surprise you.

   “–but as much as I’m keen on continuing this, you look exhausted.”

   “I can last a few more hours.”

    He hasn’t seen Stiles in months, and that feels like a hole has formed in his chest because of it. He’s exhausted, sure, but he’s also a werewolf. He can run on exhausted for a little while longer. 

   “Quit worrying about me and get back here.”

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   Stiles flips delicately through the pages of the book, and the more he looks through it, the more the runes and symbols blur together into an idea that makes sense. He’ll need more time to actually sit down and focus, but for now he gets the gist of what Derek’s saying.

   “Big damn hero.”

   A hero him? No. Not really. But Stiles can say it all he wants. He could continue to kiss him like that too. Derek certainly wouldn’t mind some more of that. He slips his palm along the small of Stiles’ back and drags him closer free hand reaching up to cup his jaw gently. Derek’s not planning on letting him slip away from his lips so easy for a while.

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   “You went rare book-hunting for me? Ah, true love.” With one of Derek’s arms still tucked around his waist Stiles goes rifling through the paper bag on the table and goes for the book first, pulling it out into the light. The leather is worn and cracked under his hands, but the branded sigils are still in good condition, marking as much space on the cover as they possibly can.

   “What language is this?”

   “You shouldn’t sound so surprised,” He’s surprised he can balance with all of Stiles’ maneuvers with how tired he is from the trip back home. Still, Derek’s smiling fondly at the idiot as he starts shifting through the bag. 

  “It was the Shaman’s actually, just had to do a few tasks to earn it,” And by tasks he totally means some that were Hercules trials level but hey it was worth it for Stiles.

  “Their own, but I was told you would be able to read it. Supposed to work with your magic.”

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   “Is it expensive? Is it magic? Is it both?” He’s angling them both around the kitchen, circling back to the table.

“Not expensive but magic yes. It is a gift from a local Shaman. Some good luck charms. There’s a book in there too that I got for you. Partially why it took me so long to get back. Actually had to go hunting for it.”

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                     YOUR SHOULDERS ARE TOO HEAVY;                            put some of that weight down and talk to someone.                                           ( you don’t have to do it all alone. )

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   “How was South America? Find any cool snakes?”

   "Hot. Annoying. But it was good to see Cora again."

   “Yeah y’know, not really into reptiles anymore. Kinda try to avoid them at all cost. But Cora did send something along for you. It is in my bag on the table.”

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   “To be fair at least this time I kept in touch and didn’t almost die. Cora says hello by the way.”

   “Is that your new power? Dropping off the face of the planet? I don’t know how I feel about that one.”

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   “ – guess it’s been a while.”

    “Too long for my taste. God I missed you.”

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“ Why do you look like you’ve seen   a ghost? I texted you this morning   saying I was almost home. ”

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[He's already so close to sleep that he almost doesn't hear him. However it only takes a moment for him to open an eye with a smile.] You should be a professional. I love you idiot.

   —goodnight, Derek, goodnight, bed, goodnight all the little wolfy noises in your head.

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   …Now you’re just being ridiculous. You know I can’t run for shit. {He shifts closer, the mattress creaking gently under his weight, and lifts his free hand to comb through Derek’s hair, a grounding touch that almost feels a little desperate.}    Whatever you want. Anything you want.

Not going anywhere remember? Just probably going to need you to come after me from time to time. Hell, who knows maybe that's what the wolf wants. Is for you to follow.

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Use the bond and walk with me in my mind. We’ve done it before to figure things out, I don’t see why it won’t work now.

   Yeah, and each and every time was terrifying. I’m pretty sure I cried the last time I tried it on you.    {But Derek’s talkative, Derek’s touching him, and Stiles doesn’t want it to stop.} —I don’t know if I’ll be able to get inside your head. You… you have to be open to me, and you’re completely the opposite of that right now.    

{ Derek's not just touching him. He's kissing him too, lips gentle, longing, against the younger's skin. He slides his fingers through Stiles's, gripping his hand tightly within his. } Then I'll start breaking it apart myself. You and I should start taking runs in the morning again.