Changing Patterns

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"Morning sti.." he mumbles half asleep as he leans in to tap his head against Stiles's. The boys hand landing on his arm before shooting away wincing as he raised his hand to his face.

"What's wrong?" Stiles asks placing down the pot and sponge, turning toward Isaac as he dried his hands with a rag and staring worriedly.

"You're..." Isaac paused as he taps his middle finger into his lips. Sucking lightly as a show of pain. "You're burning up, like hot, like really hot."

"W-what?" Stiles looked back toward the sink and then turned out to the dining room, catching Peter eating and taking note of what happened in the library.

"Stiles, you burnt my hand.." Isaac says snapping back the humans attention and showing his healing fingers. Derek steps next to the wounded boy, peering down at his hand.

    In an instant stiles catches Derek's eyes only to look away and back to Isaacs hand. "Your healing though, right?" He asks reaching to hold to man's hand and then pulling away instead.

    "Yeah." He answers and lightly looks between stiles and Derek.

    "It's uh- it's the whole Sanctor thing." Stiles says as Isaac takes his bowel with a thank you and starts out of the kitchen. "Deaton is supposed to come by today to help me, I guess."

    Derek nods and picks up a bowel of his own. A moment of understanding passing between the two before the wolf pushes his bowel toward stiles. A glare leveling in his eyes and confusion falling into Stiles's as he looks down at the yogurt, granola, oat chunks, with strawberries and blueberries.

    "This is the last one and you don't have a bowel. You didn't make one for yourself did you?" Stiles shakes his head no resulting in a growl from Derek, a few eyes falling into the kitchen in worry. "A few bites at least." Derek taps his free hand against Stiles's thigh. "The growl wasn't me being angry."

    Stiles suppresses a grin and he bows his head and nods again before taking the bowel. "Yeah, thanks. I didn't know you could- like, growl."

    Derek stepped back and crossed his arms, gripping his hands into fists tightly. "Me either." After a moment Derek jerked his head toward the exit of the kitchen, pointing the human out to sit at the table with him. Stiles rushed to snag a second spoon before leaving with Derek on his tail. A knock on the front door came just as the two made to sit down.

    "It's Deacon, should be." Stiles says as he sits and Derek turn away from the table to head for the door.

    "At least." Derek muttered before leaving the dining room to the visible front door.

    A gentle shove to the humans shoulder pulls his eyes up to find Scott looking worried and pushing Jackson over a seat. "Hey," he starts, continuing when stiles nods. "Can we talk, after breakfast?"

    "Deaton should be here by then, if not know." The boy answers as he dips a spoon into the yogurt to mix it lightly and take a small spoon full.

    "Then sometime soon?" Scott persists. Stiles takes a slow bite of yogurt and looks over to his best friend.

    The human nods and sighs as he swallows. "Yeah, we'll talk, what's it about?"

    "Um, later." Scott answers and leans away, moving back to his food after looking around the table slightly. Stiles nodded cautiously in turn and took another bite of yogurt before Derek returned with the supernatural vet.

    Deaton nods a hello to those saying hi and others waving while Derek moves to Stiles's side. The human pushes over the bowel of yogurt and raises three fingers at. "Technically, that is a few." Stiles chirps sarcastically and pushes up to stand and join Deaton. The man rubs his hands together nervously as he approaches the vet, who then leads him to the porch for what can only be described as practice. Of what exactly, stiles isn't completely sure, hence the nervousness, and the sweating, and the constant anxiety racking his brain as he follows the vet out. Stiles shakes out his hands and does a small hop as he stands across from Deaton and his normal freaky grin that always bothered stiles.

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AN: part two cause I don't wanna stick y'all with another real long one. 😅