[ Something specific, yeah. This wasn't exactly how Derek imagined diving into this conversation, but fuck it, they're here. He's not going to get into this in the kitchen, though - Derek nods his head backwards the room he's been crashing in, padding ahead without waiting for Nick to follow along behind him. Once they're both in, he'll shut the door. He doesn't care if Reggie overhears, but - he wants to do this right.
He'll gesture to the bed, too, telling Nick to sit down. He's not going to start this until he does, so if he has to fold his arms over his chest for a while, he will. Eventually, though - ]
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He'll gesture to the bed, too, telling Nick to sit down. He's not going to start this until he does, so if he has to fold his arms over his chest for a while, he will. Eventually, though - ]
There's something I want to give to Reggie.