#ghostblogging (q)

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There was a long pause as he tried to let things settle. His eyes were closed and he attempted to not focus too much on the fact that the other male was not sleeping.

"You suck at sleeping." Derek murmured without opening his eyes, thumb stroking through the other male's hair idly. It was more of an observation than an accusation. Derek was only a bad sleeper when he stressed about something. Which, given Derek's life, wasn't a rarity. But normally he could manage to get the necessary hours to function. Something told him that the same was likely to be untrue with the scientist. Maybe that was just the fact that Ike had realized he was sharing a bed with a predator that could turn on him if it so chose.

The hand on his head did catch him off guard - surely anybody would be a bit jumpy after hearing what he heard (and it didn’t help he was a naturally jumpy guy). But he quickly relaxed against the touch as he was brought in closer, leaning against his friend...? Obviously there was not danger there. And if it was, he was safe from it.

Still, the verbal somewhat-confirmation was nice to hear. “Alright. I’ll try to keep ‘em out of your way,” he answered back. He offered a smile Derek’s way and settled into his spot. He wasn’t too tired himself, but he was more than content laying there until he was.

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Derek nodded at the acknowledgement of his words. He put a hand on the back of the other male's head, welcoming the human closer into his space. Maybe the other man catching his meaning wasn't so bad after all. Isaac was turning out to be better and better company all the time. Maybe he would let the human keep coming around. Even if he kept putting his icy little feet all over him.

"You should get to sleep. Your feet are safe for now." Derek offered by way of peace offering, his arm still resting on Ike, hand still cradling the back of the human's head.

Easily. That wasn’t a piece of information Ike would take lightly. It wasn’t enough to fully scare him off, as seen in the way he hasn’t moved from the bed - he’s barely even moved away from Derek. But it does get him thinking about just how strong his werewolf friend was. It was a bit of an afterthought, his mind a bit too absorbed by the smell of discovery. But it wasn’t completely last part of his words weren’t completely lost on him. 

After a minute or two of silence, still lost in an endless train of thought, he eventually answered back. “Well, .. thanks for not wanting to.” He leaned into Derek for a moment as he spoke, his way of ‘hugging’ the other without crossing his boundaries too much.

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