sterek & 66 :D

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66. “The only thing I want is you.”

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“So what? Are we just not going to talk about it?” Stiles says, pacing
back and forth in front of Derek.  He had
stormed into Derek’s house moments before, not bothering to knock. Searching
the main floor for Derek, he had found said man sitting on the sofa in the den
reading; the sight had made Stiles’ blood boil.

Derek doesn’t look up from the book in his lap as he replies, “there’s
nothing to talk about.”

Stiles looks at Derek in shock, his expression morphing into a glare as
he takes in the older man in front of him. While Derek seemed relaxed, his
posture is stiff and he clutches the book in his hand, causing his knuckles to turn white.

“No,” Stiles announces with a shake of his head, “I am not letting you
ignore this!”

“What do you want from me, Stiles?”

“I want you to acknowledge what I said last night.”

“I thought I already had.”

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