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OH GOD OKAY BUT DEREK !!!! TREATING STILES LIKE HE’S FRAGILE WHEN HE FINDS OUT STILES IS SICK. NO MORE OF THE ANTAGONISTIC BANTER OR SHOVING OR TOUCHING. IT ALL SUDDENLY GETS VERY HESITANT AND CAREFUL AND KIND !!!!
LIKE DEREK CUPPING HIS ELBOW WHEN THEY WALK UP STAIRS. DEREK HOLDING HIS HAND OUT BEHIND STILES BACK BUT NOT QUITE TOUCHING AS THEY WALK. DEREK OFFERING TO GRAB THINGS SO STILES DOESN’T HAVE TO GET UP AND GET IT HIMSELF. DEREK NO LONGER BEING COMFORTABLE EVEN LAYING A COMMISERATING HAND ON STILES’ SHOULDER BECAUSE HE FEELS LIKE HE’S NOT ALLOWED, HE FEELS LIKE AN ASSHOLE AND A TERRIBLE PERSON FOR BEING SO CARELESS WITH STILES’ FRAGILITY BEFORE EVEN THOUGH IT WASN’T MALICIOUS, PERSE. AND WHO KNOWS HOW LONG THIS DISEASE HAS BEEN LURKING IN STILES’ HEAD, REALLY. DEREK TORTURES HIMSELF OVER IT ALL BECAUSE IT WOULD BE JUST HIS LUCK THAT A JOKING HEAD-TO-THE-STEERING-WHEEL WOULD HAVE AWAKENED THE DETERIORATION IN STILES’ BRAIN. BECAUSE EVERYTHING IS DEREK’S FAULT.
AND THEN OF COURSE STILES GRIPING BECAUSE HE HATES FEELING LIKE AN INVALID– “DEREK, WHAT THE FUCK, IT’S JUST MY BRAIN THAT’S FALLING TO PIECES. I’M PERFECTLY CAPABLE OF WALKING UP THE GOD DAMN STAIRS.” “DEREK, IF YOU APOLOGIZE ONE MORE TIME FOR YOUR ARM BRUSHING MINE I AM GOING TO FIND ALLISON’S BIGGEST GUN AND SHOVE IT RIGHT UP YOUR ASS.” “I SWEAR TO GOD, DEREK. TRY TO FOLLOW ME TO THE BATHROOM AGAIN AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS. I FUCKING DARE YOU.”
AND MAYBE BROKENLY: “Derek… Stop looking at me like that.” Derek swallows, feigns ease. “Like what?” Stiles stares up at him, the turn of his mouth furious but his eyes pleading, desperate. “Like when you see me, all you can see is my headstone.”