the_rabbithole | OPEN RP POST

If it's getting too out of hand, you can do it. For the first few times, try to wait until I tell you to go ahead. I know it's going to happen. But I want you two to form a connection. I know it won't be like ours, but a connection's a connection all the same.

[There's a chuckle as he continues to give him pets, free hand unbuckling the seat belt of the wolf, before his own, moving to open the passenger side door and stepping out so the wolf could run out.]

Don't be out too long, alright? I'll be here waiting for you to come back.

[There's a bit of a bark at the permission to do it if Stiles got a bit out of hand. And a huff at the mention of trying to form a connection with the human. However, the moment that seatbelt is off and that door is open, the wolf bolts. Taking off at a dead run. After all, he liked being out in the open.

It's probably a good twenty minutes before the wolf comes back and moves over nosing at Derek's hand.]

[Derek had been leaning against the car, waiting for the wolf to return and smiled softly, running his fingers through that fur again.

He moved to get the back seat available for the wolf to jump into]

You know how I feel about this car.

[So behave. Once the wolf was in, he moved to get into the drivers seat and get settled, opening the front window and getting his seat to where the wolf would have access to it.]

[The wolf jumps into the backseat and lays down for a little bit. However, the moment that window is opened he moves over to it poking his nose out. Just letting that nice brush of air run over his nose.]

[Derek smiled softly, chuckling a bit at the wolfs reaction to the open window, heading home for both of them, once at the loft, opening the door so the wolf could get out and thy could head up to the loft itself, sliding that door open once there]

You've had your fun. Go to the bedroom and let him back in control.

[He even left the door open to the bedroom because he's Derek]

[Once they get back home the wolf dutifully follows Derek inside. Though there's a bit of a huff about letting the human have his control back. However, Derek's hand gets nuzzled before the wolf runs off toward the bedroom letting Stiles have the control back once he's jumped up onto the bed.

Stiles, however, stares for a moment because...]

What the hell just happened?!

[Derek snorted, trying to hold back laughter before just letting loose and laughing]

You showed that wolf who's boss!

[And he's moving to the doorway, raising an eyebrow to Stiles with a smirk that does all the 'I told you so' the actual words possibly could.]

[He narrows his eyes at his boyfriend.]

That is NOT funny, Derek. So stop laughing.

[There's a bit of a snerk, the smirk on his face not moving at all, but the laughter ceasing, at least.]

It's a little funny. I had you pull over because it was either going to be you shaking in your seat trying to control the wolf, or the wolf just coming out to play immediately. The latter happened.

And that is the last damn time that it happens.

[It's said with a bit of a growl because god... no. That just, no.]

It's not even remotely funny. So don't stand there and say it is.

You gave him an easy challenge. It's too easy to get you angry and you're too confident.

[He's being honest, at least]

He was doing it as an 'I told you so' and I didn't tell him to shift back until now, because those clothes are as good as gone.

It's still not funny, Derek.

[No matter how true it was. No matter how confident he got. The wolf just... no.]

The wolf doing that could've ended with us in a car wreck.

It's why he let you park first. I talked to him. Told him to back off a bit. You'll know he's there, but he's going to be trying to behave.

[That was not only letting Stiles know but a reminder for the wolf, as well.]

But you two need to work together. Meditate one day, or something. Focus on just you and the wolf and try to bond.

You know damn good and well that he's not going to back off. So I don't even know why you're even trying on that one.

[He shakes his head.]

Right, meditate. You're out of your damn mind. You know good and well I'd never be able to sit that long.

If you sit down and relax, you can talk to him more. Start to create a bond with him and an understanding. Even if you just lie down to try and sleep it counts. Walking around in the woods, whatever it takes.

I don't need you snapping and destroying something that can be kept from being destroyed if we can help it.

[He's crossing his arms as he pushes himself off the door frame, going to the kitchen in order to get something to eat, opting to just make himself a sandwich for the time being.]

[He shakes his head again because Derek was out of his damn mind. There was no way he was going to try and bond with the wolf. Not when the damn animal kept trying to take control. Wanted control. That just... Derek was wrong. It wouldn't stop anything from being destroyed. Besides, he wasn't that damn patient.

He throws a pair of sweats on and heads out to the couch, just curling up on the end of it. Not really focusing on anything. No, he ends up zoning out completely.]

[Derek made himself a sandwich, watching as Stiles sat down and curled up, raising an eyebrow before sitting down with a bottle of water and his sandwich on a plate, a second one on the plate if Stiles was hungry, or even focused enough on anything. Worst case scenario, he'd eat both.]

[Only problem was that Stiles was completely zoned out. Derek could probably pinch him and it wouldn't really have much of an affect. It's only the feel of the wolf prodding at him that has Stiles blinking slightly and picking up the sandwich to eat it.]

[He sighed a bit, sitting back to try and relax as well. It was weird not having any animal instincts. Not having the wolf with him. He relaxed a bit, watching Stiles for another moment to make sure he was going to be alright as he finished his sandwich, drinking the rest of the bottle of water as well.

He had moved from the couch, not too interested in turning the tv on right now, and moved to do some crunches in the area he'd cleared out so he could do things more easily. He wanted to be close by when Stiles came back to, after all.]

[Sorry, Derek, you might be waiting a while for that. After all, he's just... everything felt like it was falling apart to him. Though he does eventually come through enough that he's watching his boyfriend do the crunches, making a face at the fact that he's doing that.]

[When Stiles comes to again he actually stops, lying down on the floor with one hand over his stomach]

You're way too out of shape.

[He's judging you again but not that harshly right now. He's going to move to sit upright]

How're you feeling?

I'm not out of shape.

[Though it lacks conviction because he's tired of hearing that. If he was that out of shape he'd of never played lacrosse.]

I don't know how I'm feeling. Out of it, I don't know.

[Derek frowned, grunting as he moved to get up off the ground, going back to Stiles and wrapping an arm around him]

We'll figure this out. Promise.

[The moment that arm wraps around him, he leans into him.]

I want my body back.

I know... I want mine back, too...

[There's a sigh, rubbing Stiles' shoulder a bit]

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