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    Parson gestures with his spoon toward Hawke. “So am I allowed to ask about the service dog or is that not PC?”

    “My medical history is more of a 3rd date conversation," Eli says.

    “Oh? Why’s that?”

    “Because. No one sticks around afterward and I like to live in glorious denial for a short period beforehand.”

    It comes out more self-deprecating than he intended.

    Parson looks…thoughtful. “Well, does this count as one or two?

    “Pardon?”

    “This. Ice cream. I mean, technically it’s a second location, but still the same night. So is this one date or two?”

    “One,” Eli says firmly. “If it’s happening within the same three-hour period.”

    “You’re the expert,” Parson says, which, he’s really, really, not, but ok.

    “So still two dates to go then?” Parson continues.

    “I—what?”

    “We’ve got a roadie coming up but then we’re home for almost two weeks. When does your semester start?”

    “You want to do this again?” Eli asks.

    Parson stops idly twirling his spoon.

    “You don’t?”

    He does, Eli realizes. He really does. Because apparently he actually likes Kent fucking Parson.

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    16 Sep 2018

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    “The bite can be,” Boyd paused, choosing his words carefully. “The bite can have a euphoric feeling to it, for humans,” he finally explained to Allison. “But it’s rare, and not often an easy thing to create.”

    “You have to create the feeling?” Allison asked.

    Boyd looked to Derek. “You formed a bond with him, didn’t you?”

    Derek hesitated, knowing Boyd’s stance on the issue. He silently nodded.

    “You know that’s forbidden with humans,” Boyd pressed. “If the Elder knew— Derek, you’re risking everything for a human.” He observed his friend. “You hate humans.”

    “He’s different,” Derek softly argued, refusing to look at Boyd.

    ~*~

    Or, the one were Derek is a Higher Vampire, a recluse in human society, until he meets Stiles—a young man with a mysterious past who shows no fear of Derek or his kind.

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    “The bite can be,” Boyd paused, choosing his words carefully. “The bite can have a euphoric feeling to it, for humans,” he finally explained to Allison. “But it’s rare, and not often an easy thing to create.”

    “You have to create the feeling?” Allison asked.

    Boyd looked to Derek. “You formed a bond with him, didn’t you?”

    Derek hesitated, knowing Boyd’s stance on the issue. He silently nodded.

    “You know that’s forbidden with humans,” Boyd pressed. “If the Elder knew— Derek, you’re risking everything for a human.” He observed his friend. “You hate humans.”

    “He’s different,” Derek softly argued, refusing to look at Boyd.

    ~*~

    Or, the one were Derek is a Higher Vampire, a recluse in human society, until he meets Stiles—a young man with a mysterious past who shows no fear of Derek or his kind.

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    05 Sep 2018

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    “We’re not mates, Cora,” he insists. “I mean look at him-“

    “Ouch,” the kid says, no longer pushing that shit eating grin.

    “He’s- he’s,” Derek tries, at a loss of how to explain why this can’t be possible. Why it shouldn’t be possible.

     

    Or the one where Derek gets attacked by hunters, ends up with amnesia and forgets Stiles is his mate

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    02 Sep 2018

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    Stiles looks like hell. The puffiness of sleep deprivation and the slimness around his cheekbones only add to the stern line of his lips.

    “What’s wrong?”

    Stiles’ jaw clenches as he sets the bags from Rita’s on the counter. “I need you to marry me.”

    “What?” Derek wheezes.

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