“For the last time, I’m not getting rid of the jeep.” Sure, it was more duct tape and prayers than machine, but it was still his baby.

        “They do know this is only temporary, right? I mean, it’s just until my breaks are healed up.” Ezra was still a little shaky on maneuvering the wheelchair so it took him a moment to turn it to face the other properly. “I can’t really count how many people came up to me since I came back saying they didn’t know I was in a chair, like I’d been in this thing the whole time and they’d only just noticed somehow.”

Nate’s head was aching, but he still wanted to be close to his other half. The teenager curled up on the sofa beside the shorter male, sliding until his head was resting on Scott’s leg. “I left my meds in the car.” He mumbled, voice a little slurred as he tried to focus on speech. Cuddling was nice, Scott was nice and warm, even though his head throbbed with every heartbeat this was nice.

“I told you to stay inconspicuous, not wake up the whole neighborhood on a full moon. Not my fault you protested when a deputy tried to calm you down” Derek’s arms fell from his chest, hanging at his sides, expression fading from anger to apathy within seconds, “Besides, we both know the sheriff wont keep you in there long” 

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[ text: scott ] S C O T T HOLY CRAP. i think u fucked up.