( No. It's not that he wants to. It's that he doesn't apologize. He didn't apologize for what he did back in Beacon Hills, either. His eyes did. A very stilted lunch with Lydia where he told her he was moving to London. Begrudging thanks in Scott McCall's direction. )
We're not going to. Just making sure you weren't laid up by a werewolf.
( He sends it and feels two ways, one, apologetic because of how strong his is (even though Reggie had had an inhuman strength as well), and also borderline playful. Laid is not a safe word to use in this case. But, that's what happens to a text message. It's send and then the recipient reads it. Oh well. Is he thinking about Reggie?
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We're not going to. Just making sure you weren't laid up by a werewolf.
( He sends it and feels two ways, one, apologetic because of how strong his is (even though Reggie had had an inhuman strength as well), and also borderline playful. Laid is not a safe word to use in this case. But, that's what happens to a text message. It's send and then the recipient reads it. Oh well. Is he thinking about Reggie?
Fucking obviously. He texted him. Ugh.
Ignore him. )