[Teen Wolf] Text Me?

[9] Razzle Dazzle

Derek read through the rest of stiles's text messages to himself. They were all funny and sarcastic stupid and hilarious just like how Stiles it. Derek felt as if she needed to read more need to read through everything Stiles ever wrote to himself as to help him get through it was going on right now. What Stiles laying next to him in the hospital bed not moving and unconscious he felt his heart skip a few beats as he stared into the pale boys face. Over the past few days Derek took his time reading those messages, it made him feel like stiles was really here, it made him happy for a few rare moment. As sorrow and sadness coursed through his body he gripped the pale boys hand and began to read the last of the messages. A noticable gap from when he and Derek started talking. Skipping and entire month to the night of when he made Chicken and dumplings for him.

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Stiles: what would I do without Lydia?

Stiles: thankfully she knew Derek's favourite meal, I'm heading to the store to pick up the ingredients.

Stiles: time to give the sourwolf a razzle dazzle

Stiles: and never say that again.

Stiles: man. Razzles are good. Ima see if they got any

Stiles: DAMMIT ALL

Stiles: NO RAZZLES

Stiles: sighh

Stiles: where was I?

Stiles: ah yes Mr Sexy Of Upon Righteous Wolf Oh Lord Damn

Stiles:
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Stiles: and he got abs for days

Stiles: not that I looks yakno

Stiles: okay can you blame me

Stiles: the guy built like a gorgeous male model

Stiles: it's not just looks, he's very smart too

Stiles: and sweet when he wants to be.

Stiles: and I know damn well that Derek loves nerdy shit

Stiles: can't hide forever derbear

Stiles: he's amazing

Stiles: and dammit

Stiles:

Stiles: I love Derek Hale.

Stiles: shit shit shit I gotta go I'm late as it is

Stiles: I hope Derek likes the food

Stiles: okay then this is cliche

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Derek sat in complete shock as he read those last few messages reaching the end of the conversation. He subconsciously squeezed Stiles' hand while thinking to himself 'Stiles loves me? I've been nothing but rude since I met him..' however his thoughts were soon cut off as he felt a small squeeze on his hand. His head snapping to stiles he saw his his eyes open a bit, and shut quickly from the light. A groan escaping the boys mouth, he fluttered his eyes open. Catching sight of Derek next to him as his vision cleared, he looked at Derek confused then opened his mouth. His voice dry and hoarse was music to Derek's ears, the words however weren't.

"Bitch get the hell off my phone."

He was back.

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I changed it yes. I don't like sad.

And sorry it's taking so long, I have my end of the year exams this week and it's tough so sorry it sucks I'm a bit distracted

Well.

Bye

I'm so tired