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[mellzyvee]

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[myrules_myhouse]

[Derek actually had to get out of the loft, out of town for a day. He explained it to Stiles, explained it to everyone, took the keys to Peters old car, and took it out of town. He kept tabs up for Stiles, mostly, so he knew he was alright and such, as well as when he was on his way home.

It was as he was pulling up to a stoplight just outside of town that a car swerved from the opposite lane, and his reaction, while being immediately to pull aside, wasn't enough as the other car T-boned him, knocking him out almost instantly.

The fox had been the one to wake up, remaining still in human form for the time, blood orange eyes wide and panicked as he looked around frantically, panicked for what had just happened. He had watched from the sidelines well enough to know at least the basics of how to use a phone, which he fumbled to pull out of his pocket, accidentally sending Stiles first a text of himself, glowing eyes and all before of the accident itself, giving a whimper before fumbling to get out of the seatbelt and car through the passengers seat, grunting as he fell to the pavement.]

[thewolffenrir]

[To be honest, Stiles hadn't exactly liked the fact that Derek needed to get out of town. Away from them all. In a way, it hurt but he didn't stop him. If his mate needed away from everything then he'd give it to him. Just glad for the texts of where he was and when he'd be back. Glad for the texts in general.

What he doesn't expect is the text of those glowing eyes. That bright redish orange. Frowning he dials Derek's number needing the other to pick up. Needing to figure out exactly where the hell he was. Even as he felt the wolf inside try to surface. Almost like it knew something was wrong.]

[myrules_myhouse]

[The phone had been lost on the passengers seat and at the ringing, he jumped, giving a bit of a yelp even as the physical wounds healed before picking it up and answering. Now would be the fun part because he full grasp on actually speaking was still something he was getting used to even just hearing let alone being able to talk under stress like this.]

Nnnn... not the best at talking.

[It was shaky, panicked still, definitely not how Derek would respond to this situation. Derek would have just gone home, maybe punched a hole in a wall, took a shower, and changed into new clothes. Not right now, though. Derek was out like a light and the fox had no idea what to do while its instincts to flee were beyond high. But on the phone was Stiles. The actual human half to him. Even disconnected he could tell that much.]

[thewolffenrir]

[Not the best at talking... What the hell was that supposed to mean?! Even if a part of him knew something wasn't right. Right, no letting the panic set in. Even if that was beyond happening in that moment. The wolf inside growling and snarling, wanting out of its confines.]

Where are you right now?

[myrules_myhouse]

[He's looking around and sees the sign for Beacon Hills, moving to the grass, pulling his knees to his chest]

Welcome... to Beacon Hills...

[He can read, but everything is a jumbled mess in general right now]

[thewolffenrir]

[Okay... so he had an idea of where the fox was right now. Though he'd have to ask what the hell was happening and how...]

I want you to find a place to hide. Out of sight. I don't want anyone coming for you. I'm on my way to get you.

[myrules_myhouse]

[The guy from the other car stumbling out and the bottle of Fireball Whiskey would probably be a huge giveaway, along with the placement of the cars. But the fox gave a sound of acknowledgement, moving to be slightly farther into the woods, not sure of where to go, or where not to go.]

[thewolffenrir]

[Stiles doesn't even bother grabbing the keys to the car, just runs out the door. If he forgets to tell anyone where he's going then oops. Right now, it didn't matter if they knew where he was going to not.

However, he feels a growl erupt the moment he sees the guy stumbling out of the other car. Sees the guy stumbling around in general and he can feel the wolf rise up that much more. Wanting to use fangs and claws to tear the man's throat out.]

[myrules_myhouse]

[The guy wasn't conscious for too much longer before collapsing, unconscious and snoring through his probable concussion. The fox, meanwhile, sat where he was in the woods, smelling Stiles and the wolf, not knowing what to do, if he could move now, or not. So he just waited.]

[thewolffenrir]

[To be honest, he wasn't sure what to do or where to go. Actually, he follows the fox's scent into the woods and stops before getting to him.]

It's okay, time for us to go home.

[myrules_myhouse]

[The fox gave a small nod before standing up where where he was, half expecting a scolding for being awake instead of Derek. Well, more than half. Fully expecting it.]

[thewolffenrir]

[There's a part of him that wants to scold the fox for being awake instead of Derek. It doesn't, however, stop him from wrapping an arm around the other.]

Are you hurt?

[myrules_myhouse]

He is.

[Because that explanation deserved to be done, after all. But that was also basically saying that he wasn't. The healing had taken effect, he had some blood on him, but it wasn't a real concern. The spot where the hit happened had some drying blood, the impact there being what had knocked control around.]

[thewolffenrir]

[That gets a bit of a frown out of Stiles because this wasn't good.]

Well, we'll get you cleaned up and fixed up when we get home.

[myrules_myhouse]

[There was a nod of understanding as he walked with him to get home, glancing back to the accident before back to Stiles, as if asking 'what about this?']

[thewolffenrir]

Don't worry about that. I'll call my dad and tell him what happened.

[Even if he knows there's only so much his dad will believe.]

[myrules_myhouse]

[There was a small nod at that in understanding. He was silent, not questioning in any way shape or form, the situation further. He didn't even know how, he was in shock that it happened.

So, when they got home, the fox didn't even know what to do, exactly. He shifted foot to foot a bit before deciding perhaps heading to the bathroom would be best.]

[thewolffenrir]

[When they get home he watches the fox for a moment, letting him head off toward the bathroom. He calls his dad before following after his other half.]

Sit down on the toilet seat and I'll clean you up.

[myrules_myhouse]

[The fox does as he's told obediently, shifting a bit before stilling for now]

[thewolffenrir]

[Stiles runs some warm water and gets a cloth, starting to watch up the dried blood. Making sure that all of the wounds or where the wounds should've been, were clean.]

[myrules_myhouse]

[The fox moved to help Stiles, making it easier to access where he needed to access to clean, things like that.]

[thewolffenrir]

[Once the fox was cleaned up, Stiles helps him get back out into the living room.]

Are you hungry?

[myrules_myhouse]

[The fox blinked before nodding at the question. He definitely was.]

Mhm.

[thewolffenrir]

Let me see what we've got. I'm sure there's some noodles and meat sauce that I just got. So we'll make that.

[It's said with a small smile as he looks over toward where the fox was.]

So sit down and relax.

[Hey, he's trying.]

[myrules_myhouse]

[The fox moved to sit on the couch, trying to relax. He was genuinely trying. He could tell Stiles wasn't happy about it, and still would never be able to shake that part of it was because of him at least.]