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    Alternate Title: "Dick Failwolf, Private Eye."

    (Or, Derek's hit with a Film Noir curse, which forces him to narrate his own life in luridly-detailed prose.)

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    It is a unique and somewhat unhelpful talent, but Stiles can fall asleep anywhere.

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    Ghost knows that if Soap could have his way, he would hoard all of Ghost’s attention completely for himself. He’d keep Ghost locked up, with only Soap for company, and to rely on him for everything Ghost could ever need.

    The thought never fails to make him incredibly hard.

    Ghost would kill him, he thinks, if Soap ever looked at someone else the way he looks at him.

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    This is the closest Soap will ever get to Heaven. Of that he’s sure.

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    Stiles has scars. He owns that, he accepts it, he's cataloged and memorized every single one, he's hyper fucking aware of them all.

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    "What do you want, Peter?" Having the more untrustworthy of the Pack getting protective weirds him the fuck out, leaves an odd fluttering in his chest, like moths, waiting perilously and suicidally to be burned.

    He doesn't like it.

    "You're injured," the man says, "and whatever it is, it's put you in enough pain that I nearly fainted when I-"

    "- Used your werewolf mojo on me without my permission?" Stiles smirks, and Peter gives him a black look, crossing a leg over his knee and smoothing out some invisible wrinkle on his pants.

    "Tell me the truth Stiles, how bad is it?"

    [Or: The one where Stiles has scars, is more than a little fucked up, and Peter notices. He helps.]

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