The proximity and contact eases something, and Derek relaxes minutely as Stiles simply leans into him, tension seeping away with each long breath. He might be a shit Alpha, but maybe he's at least getting this much right, finally. It's as much the Alpha's job to offer comfort and reassurance as it is protection and guidance, and he's sucked at all of them so far, but after everything that's happened he can't just keep going on the way he has. He's trying to fix things.
He almost doesn't let Stiles pull away from the contact, but that's something he can't force and he lets his hand fall, though only to the boy's shoulder. He doesn't bite back the disappointed growl at not just the words, but at the way Stiles' scent changes and the tension seeps back in. He clenches his jaw and looks down.
"You're not sleeping, you're hurt. You shouldn't be alone and... you'd heal faster too," he points out, because it might not be anything like with wolves, but Pack makes everyone stronger, and Stiles at least hasn't repudiated that. Yet.
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Date: 2014-10-05 10:30 pm (UTC)He almost doesn't let Stiles pull away from the contact, but that's something he can't force and he lets his hand fall, though only to the boy's shoulder. He doesn't bite back the disappointed growl at not just the words, but at the way Stiles' scent changes and the tension seeps back in. He clenches his jaw and looks down.
"You're not sleeping, you're hurt. You shouldn't be alone and... you'd heal faster too," he points out, because it might not be anything like with wolves, but Pack makes everyone stronger, and Stiles at least hasn't repudiated that. Yet.