derek hale is the alpha. (![]() ![]() @ 2016-04-18 19:54:00 |
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Entry tags: | derek hale, stiles stilinski |
WHO: Derek & Stiles
WHAT: Hanging out, talking about dreams
WHERE: At some very hipster cafe
WHEN: 4/18, late afternoon
RATING: Low
STATUS: In progress, closed
After all the shit Stiles had been going through both in and out of the dreams, Derek figured he could probably take the kid out for a bit after his classes, before he'd have to head home and get his homework done. It was good to make friends, and his sister Laura's voice rang in his head that he couldn't always be some hermit without any kind of social life. So there he was, sitting in a little cafe full of people typing away on their laptops, looking across the table into Stiles' terribly young face.
He wasn't really the type to hang out with teenagers (understandably), but considering that Stiles was as caught up in the Beacon Hills as Derek was, this would be an exception. He knew that Stiles didn't have the easiest life, piling that on top of his schoolwork, with his anxiety and then the werewolf dreams... Well, Derek was sort of putting himself out there for the teen to rant at, if he needed, because he'd always been a better listener than anything else.
He paid for Stiles to have whatever he wanted off the cafe menu, while the older man was content to just drink his coffee with a bit of creamer in it. Derek took a sip and then placed the cup back down, clearing his throat a bit.
"So, you...doing alright lately?"