Peter Hale (
sassiopath) wrote2012-12-16 05:23 pm
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Come into my parlor, said the spider to the fly: For Haled
This was a bad idea. Peter was pretty sure of this. Even if it was just Derek crashing there a few days, it meant them living together. In the former home of a woman he'd killed. Somewhere deep down, he knew this was a bad idea.
Yet he'd invited him nonetheless.
Unlocking the door, he made sure everything was clean and neat. It was all elegant in white and grey and oyster with a fireplace where earlier he'd built a fire, a massive desk tucked into one corner and a rather expensive computer set up that hadn't come with the place when he'd "inherited" it.
Yet he'd invited him nonetheless.
Unlocking the door, he made sure everything was clean and neat. It was all elegant in white and grey and oyster with a fireplace where earlier he'd built a fire, a massive desk tucked into one corner and a rather expensive computer set up that hadn't come with the place when he'd "inherited" it.
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Don't mention that to Peter! The things he would encourage would be wrong, demented, and could crush the poor boy. Though if that meant Derek or Danny was another story.
"One step at a time," he agreed, nodding. Even if he had his own desires and plans, he also knew he could only push Derek so hard.
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He nodded at that, glad they'd finally come to a resolution for the way things needed to be taken from there on out. With that, he pushed himself up. "Now that we've got that covered, I think I'm gonna head back to your place and turn in for the night."
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"Head on back. I've got some things to pick up and I'll meet you there."
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He headed out with that, moving away from the table and off to the door to see himself out and head back to Peter's apartment.