Derek lets go like he's been burned at the flinch, though it's too late to stop him from pulling Stiles over, and folds his arms defensively over his chest. Stiles looks blank and worn thin, reeking of exhaustion and sorrow fear, and his heart stutters erratically at lie after lie after lie. How can Scott not see this? He's so intent on not wanting to join Derek's pack, on supposedly protecting 'his' people from Derek, but he's left Stiles to... to this.
Derek can't really maintain his rage past a first, quick spike, though. Not when he's just as much at fault as Scott. He can't use Boyd and Erica and Isaac as an excuse, he felt Stiles here, fading, and he hadn't come. Telling himself he was leaving him to Scott's care doesn't absolve him of complicity in this, and his shoulders slump. He was never meant for this, and he's never going to be anything but a failure at it.
"You shouldn't be alone. Not after that." He doesn't mean to growl, but it comes out as one anyway. "And you need to sleep." Which he clearly hasn't been, and if Derek hasn't been either, well... his body's better equipped to handle the stress.
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Date: 2014-09-14 06:16 pm (UTC)Derek can't really maintain his rage past a first, quick spike, though. Not when he's just as much at fault as Scott. He can't use Boyd and Erica and Isaac as an excuse, he felt Stiles here, fading, and he hadn't come. Telling himself he was leaving him to Scott's care doesn't absolve him of complicity in this, and his shoulders slump. He was never meant for this, and he's never going to be anything but a failure at it.
"You shouldn't be alone. Not after that." He doesn't mean to growl, but it comes out as one anyway. "And you need to sleep." Which he clearly hasn't been, and if Derek hasn't been either, well... his body's better equipped to handle the stress.