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I’m sORRY IM SO UPSET

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Derek Hale is not a man of emotions. Or any emotions, for that matter. Sure, Stiles has seen the werewolf grin from time to time, and mention the fact that most of Derek’s family was burned to a crisp and you’re guaranteed a frown. But, for the most part, Derek Hale remains a stoic, emotionless statue.

Stiles Stilinski, on the other hand, is a man of many emotions. Happiness, joy, anger, pain, despair. Stiles does not try to hide how he feels, though he’d never make his problems bigger than the problems of anyone else in the pack. Stiles laughs when he’s happy, and cries when he’s sad. It’s only human.

The two are busy researching Naguals, in search for a way to stop Kate, when Derek’s phone indicates he has a new email. He puts down the book he’d been skimming, and checks it. Stiles notices a sad smile, Derek Hale’s most popular emotion, cross the werewolf’s face.

"Peter?" Stiles asks, glad for a break from vague webpages. 

"Cora." Derek answers, turning back to the book. Stiles feels like he's touched a nerve, but he can't go back to yet another article full of words he can't pronounce. 

"She has internet access in... where ever it is you sent her?" 

Derek doesn't answer, choosing instead to reread the message. Stiles knows he's sleep deprived, but he swears Derek's body shakes in a way that would indicate the werewolf is holding back tears.

The voice in Stiles' head that warns him not to push it, is screaming now. Of course, Stiles makes it a habit to ignore the voices in his head, especially after everything that happened with the nogitsune.

"You miss her, right? I mean, besides Peter she's the only family you have left, and you sent her away to live in the South American jungle, and you'll probably never see her again."

Derek turns and glares at him, his eyes flashing bright yellow. 

"Shut up."

"I'm just saying, it's okay to show some emotion, especially about your family."

"Stop talking." Derek growls. 

"It's okay to cry, Derek." Stiles kicks himself for the cliche line, but it actually works. There are tears in the corner of Derek's eyes.

"Derek..."

"I can't Stiles, I can't be weak, I'm--" Derek stops himself, taking a deep breath. "They wouldn't want me to be weak."

"Emotion isn't weakness. Who wouldn't want you to?" Stiles thinks he should wrap an arm assuredly around Derek's shoulder, but Stiles also does not want to risk losing that arm. 

"I'm a Hale werewolf, I'm part of a legacy. I'm supposed to be strong, Stiles." Derek is full out crying now. Stiles notes that he even cries like one would imagine Derek Hale would cry. No voice breaking, no ugly faces. 

"Derek. Listen to yourself. Everyone cries. With everything we've been through in the past few years, it's completely reasonable to cry about it." Stiles throws caution to the wind and lays a hand on Derek's shoulder. Derek doesn't move, so Stiles figures it's okay to keep touching him.

"Derek, you lost so much and you stayed strong through all of it. Let yourself cry right now. I won't tell anyone." 

Derek turns and hugs Stiles, crying into the younger man's shoulder. Stiles rubs circles into Derek's back, awkwardly hoping the werewolf doesn't actually spend the rest of the night making up for years of repressed sadness. Thankfully, Derek stops after a few minutes, wiping his eyes.

"Thanks, Stiles."

"Yeah, don't mention it. We should get back to research. Psychotic, undead were-jaguars aren't going to kill themselves." Stiles chuckles, trying to break the tension. Derek smiles back. They go back to research, and by the end of the night they have a few ideas that could actually work against Kate. 

Derek leaves before the Sheriff gets back from work, and Stiles walks him to the door.

"Stiles. Thanks, again."

"Of course."

Derek leans forward slightly, and brushes his lips against Stiles'. The werewolf is speeding away in his car before Stiles can react. Stiles smiles to himself and goes back inside.

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