Like my cousin. [ He nods and looks down for a moment. He wishes that Malia felt more like family than a friend, but they're working on it. The two of them missed seventeen years of bonding and they have a lot of catching up to do. It isn't going to happen overnight, but at least in a place like this, he has a chance without having to keep being interrupted by life and death battles to save their town.
With Scott, Stiles, Lydia, and Malia here, practically the whole pack is there and Derek doesn't really think they need him until they need him. He'd like to start building a pack of his own. If McCall can make a pack out of a ragtag bunch, a motley crew of different species before he'd become an Alpha, there's really no reason Derek can't do the same thing. He doesn't have to lead them, he just...wants his own friends. Caroline would be a nice addition to the few he's already met here, especially since she gets things the way he doubts the others could.
Derek smiles a little, a soft puff of white escaping his mouth when his amusement hits the cold winter air and he nods. He heard the uptick; he knows what he said and he imagines it's flashing back into her mind. ]
Another time, if you're still interested. I promise.
[ He imagines this is the part where he's supposed to kiss her, but Derek is so goddamn far removed from dating that he's really not sure what to do with himself at the end of a date that hasn't been a dangerous adventure that neither of them signed up for in the moment. That's where he excels. Quiet drinks and walks with pretty girls and no big bads on their tails? Not his forte. Derek clears his throat. ]
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With Scott, Stiles, Lydia, and Malia here, practically the whole pack is there and Derek doesn't really think they need him until they need him. He'd like to start building a pack of his own. If McCall can make a pack out of a ragtag bunch, a motley crew of different species before he'd become an Alpha, there's really no reason Derek can't do the same thing. He doesn't have to lead them, he just...wants his own friends. Caroline would be a nice addition to the few he's already met here, especially since she gets things the way he doubts the others could.
Derek smiles a little, a soft puff of white escaping his mouth when his amusement hits the cold winter air and he nods. He heard the uptick; he knows what he said and he imagines it's flashing back into her mind. ]
Another time, if you're still interested. I promise.
[ He imagines this is the part where he's supposed to kiss her, but Derek is so goddamn far removed from dating that he's really not sure what to do with himself at the end of a date that hasn't been a dangerous adventure that neither of them signed up for in the moment. That's where he excels. Quiet drinks and walks with pretty girls and no big bads on their tails? Not his forte. Derek clears his throat. ]
Is okay if I text you sometime?