[ after track, stiles corners danny in the locker room, his eyes dark and wild in that way they get. everyone else has pretty much washed up and gone; danny might even have thought he was the only one in here. but now stiles is smacking a hand against his locker to hold it closed. ]
You should break up with your boyfriend.
[ he feels strongly about this. because, he likes danny. kind of. he doesn't openly despise danny, anyway, despite his sideline to the ceaseless antagonizing of jackson whittemore, back when jackson was around. and as an openly gay man, television and movies tell stiles, danny is statistically more likely to bite it, a possibility that is only increased by his unknowing proximity to one half of the voltron alpha twins. and stiles seriously, seriously cannot lose any more people that he likes. he just can't. he won't. ]
[ so, if danny thinks he's gonna let this go, he's wrong, so wrong. stiles is prepared to spill secrets if he has to, but he is going to convince danny to break up with his boyfriend if it kills him. ]
[ stiles is a hot mess. it's kind of a cyclical pattern - sometimes he's hot (when he's not talking), sometimes he's just a mess (when he is talking), and in rare, miraculous moments, the stars align and he's both things at once. this is definitely one of those times.
danny's gotten used to stiles being in his space. leaning too close, asking questions he has no business asking. if he thought for a second that stiles even realized he was doing it, he'd probably tell him to shove it and actually mean it. but the jury's still out, and danny's mostly certain that stiles has no idea what he's doing half the time, and the truth is that it's equal parts annoying and cute, so - he puts up with it. usually.
this is pushing it. danny shoots stiles an annoyed look, but he doesn't let his locker being held hostage stop him from stripping off his shirt and dropping it on the bench instead. stiles is predictable, all bark and no bite; there's no reason to pause his routine while he waits for him to fizzle out. ]
[ stiles pauses for a moment, but he doesn't let himself be distracted from his mission by danny's washboard abs. stiles grimaces in frustration, slaps the palm of his hand against the locker again. ]
[ whatever, stiles totally flinched at the abs. danny noticed, but he's personally too distracted by stiles' sudden interest in his romantic life to give him crap about it. ]
Yeah, really dangerous.
[ danny's experience with ethan thus far: watching him get beat to a pulp by other people, other people generally being stiles' friends. but if this is theoretically concern, danny's willing to field it with a nearly polite response. the message is fairly harsh, but his tone is mild. ]
I can take care of myself, and it's none of your business.
[ stiles is belligerent for a moment, and then he leans in, like they're friends. his voice is low, confiding. ]
Look. Danny. Seriously. There's weird stuff going on lately, you can't tell me you don't know that. Maybe if Jackson was still here it'd be different, but. I just don't wanna see you get hurt.
[ the belligerence earns a short exhale of laughter under his breath, and he's about to just start completely ignoring stiles. but then stiles leans in, and his tone shifts, and - it's enough to get his attention. stiles doesn't sound serious very often. or at all.
there's also that comment - weird stuff, as if that explains anything. the black blood, the club, jackson's behavior before he left. there's a long pause, then: ]
[ the scrambling is a near save, because danny was definitely about to check out of this conversation. instead, he eyes stiles for a second before leaning against the lockers. ]
And how would you know what's right for me?
[ seriously, let's hear it. danny's fairly certain most of their conversations thus far have been about stiles' bicuriosity. sometimes lacrosse. ]
[ stiles stalls, not sure what to say, whether to bluff or fold. danny's body language is deeply confusing right now, for a guy who stiles has been assured definitely isn't into him. ]
You're just a really great guy.
[ he says, too honest. ]
Everyone likes you. You deserve better than half of the delinquent new kid. And, and! He's not even cute, man, his face looks like a foot.
[ so this is more that mess part of the equation again. ]
Insulting my boyfriend's face? Not actually the best way to get me to listen to you.
[ it sounds more amused than genuinely insulting; honestly, danny's not sure he's capable of being insulted by stiles' opinions. or anyone's, actually. it probably also helps that danny doesn't doubt for a second that stiles means the first line, and that's what pushes him from just playing civil to actually engaging. ]
Seriously, it's nice of you to be worried, but - [ well actually it's more invasive and flattering in that vaguely creepy way, but- ] Ethan and I have been on a few dates. Boyfriend's kind of a generous term.
[ it's a correction he hadn't bothered with before, because a) none of stiles' business and b) it was definitely going in that direction, if danny had anything to do with it. ]
[ incredibly blunt, but 'break up with him' was also pretty blunt, so danny's not very phased. the line about the sheriff, though- ]
Like a criminal record?
[ he's asking because it's a logical question, but the truth is - stiles and his friends aren't half as clever or half as good at whispering as they think. danny doubts this has anything to do with official police paperwork, but it's an easy way to push stiles into actually spilling. ]
[ stiles presses his lips together, getting even more jittery. ]
He seems like the kind of guy to, who's killed someone, don't you think? Got that, that look in his eyes...
[ though then again danny had been pretty attracted to derek and bffs with jackson and lydia, so maybe he's into that. stiles' mouth twists as he rethinks his tactic. ]
[ as if you're one to judge someone for keeping shifty company, stiles. the "guy you're dating looks like a killer" is worthy of incredulity in and of itself, but that's not actually what gets to danny.
what gets to him is stiles being evasive, getting in his business and telling him what to do without giving him any reasons. the last time someone was this lacking in explanation was jackson - ignoring his texts, telling him to stay away and then gutting himself on the lacrosse field. danny watched his best friend die, then he watched him walk out of the hospital and move to another country.
this probably has nothing to do with that. this is probably just stiles and his crush, but - it's enough of an echo to make quick work of danny's patience. if there's hostility in his tone, it's guarded, not quite aimed at stiles; suffice to say jackson didn't really tie up loose ends before leaving, and he's getting the brunt of it. ]
[ stiles takes a breath, like he's psyching himself up for something. ]
I'm going to tell you something, and I'm pretty sure you're gonna laugh at me. But if you think back to some stuff that's happened and you'll uh, I'm pretty sure you'll get that I mean it.
[ he's lifted his hand off danny's locker now, releasing his hostage to gesture nervously, starting to pace. ]
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[ after track, stiles corners danny in the locker room, his eyes dark and wild in that way they get. everyone else has pretty much washed up and gone; danny might even have thought he was the only one in here. but now stiles is smacking a hand against his locker to hold it closed. ]
You should break up with your boyfriend.
[ he feels strongly about this. because, he likes danny. kind of. he doesn't openly despise danny, anyway, despite his sideline to the ceaseless antagonizing of jackson whittemore, back when jackson was around. and as an openly gay man, television and movies tell stiles, danny is statistically more likely to bite it, a possibility that is only increased by his unknowing proximity to one half of the voltron alpha twins. and stiles seriously, seriously cannot lose any more people that he likes. he just can't. he won't. ]
[ so, if danny thinks he's gonna let this go, he's wrong, so wrong. stiles is prepared to spill secrets if he has to, but he is going to convince danny to break up with his boyfriend if it kills him. ]
this tag is perfection ilu.
danny's gotten used to stiles being in his space. leaning too close, asking questions he has no business asking. if he thought for a second that stiles even realized he was doing it, he'd probably tell him to shove it and actually mean it. but the jury's still out, and danny's mostly certain that stiles has no idea what he's doing half the time, and the truth is that it's equal parts annoying and cute, so - he puts up with it. usually.
this is pushing it. danny shoots stiles an annoyed look, but he doesn't let his locker being held hostage stop him from stripping off his shirt and dropping it on the bench instead. stiles is predictable, all bark and no bite; there's no reason to pause his routine while he waits for him to fizzle out. ]
And why am I listening to you?
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It's just. It's important, okay? He's dangerous.
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Yeah, really dangerous.
[ danny's experience with ethan thus far: watching him get beat to a pulp by other people, other people generally being stiles' friends. but if this is theoretically concern, danny's willing to field it with a nearly polite response. the message is fairly harsh, but his tone is mild. ]
I can take care of myself, and it's none of your business.
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[ stiles is belligerent for a moment, and then he leans in, like they're friends. his voice is low, confiding. ]
Look. Danny. Seriously. There's weird stuff going on lately, you can't tell me you don't know that. Maybe if Jackson was still here it'd be different, but. I just don't wanna see you get hurt.
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there's also that comment - weird stuff, as if that explains anything. the black blood, the club, jackson's behavior before he left. there's a long pause, then: ]
Define dangerous.
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Something.... that encompasses... danger?
[ he seems to realize that's not going to work and immediately reaches for danny. ]
No, no, no, Danny wait. Please, c'mon, you gotta trust me on this. The guy's not right for you!
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And how would you know what's right for me?
[ seriously, let's hear it. danny's fairly certain most of their conversations thus far have been about stiles' bicuriosity. sometimes lacrosse. ]
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[ stiles stalls, not sure what to say, whether to bluff or fold. danny's body language is deeply confusing right now, for a guy who stiles has been assured definitely isn't into him. ]
You're just a really great guy.
[ he says, too honest. ]
Everyone likes you. You deserve better than half of the delinquent new kid. And, and! He's not even cute, man, his face looks like a foot.
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Insulting my boyfriend's face? Not actually the best way to get me to listen to you.
[ it sounds more amused than genuinely insulting; honestly, danny's not sure he's capable of being insulted by stiles' opinions. or anyone's, actually. it probably also helps that danny doesn't doubt for a second that stiles means the first line, and that's what pushes him from just playing civil to actually engaging. ]
Seriously, it's nice of you to be worried, but - [ well actually it's more invasive and flattering in that vaguely creepy way, but- ] Ethan and I have been on a few dates. Boyfriend's kind of a generous term.
[ it's a correction he hadn't bothered with before, because a) none of stiles' business and b) it was definitely going in that direction, if danny had anything to do with it. ]
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[ wow, that was blunt. stiles winces, screwing up half his face and rubbing the back of his neck, foot jittering. ]
Look, Danny, just. Can ya just trust me on this one? He is bad news. Bad news. My dad's the Sheriff, right, I've got a sense for this stuff.
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Like a criminal record?
[ he's asking because it's a logical question, but the truth is - stiles and his friends aren't half as clever or half as good at whispering as they think. danny doubts this has anything to do with official police paperwork, but it's an easy way to push stiles into actually spilling. ]
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[ stiles presses his lips together, getting even more jittery. ]
He seems like the kind of guy to, who's killed someone, don't you think? Got that, that look in his eyes...
[ though then again danny had been pretty attracted to derek and bffs with jackson and lydia, so maybe he's into that. stiles' mouth twists as he rethinks his tactic. ]
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what gets to him is stiles being evasive, getting in his business and telling him what to do without giving him any reasons. the last time someone was this lacking in explanation was jackson - ignoring his texts, telling him to stay away and then gutting himself on the lacrosse field. danny watched his best friend die, then he watched him walk out of the hospital and move to another country.
this probably has nothing to do with that. this is probably just stiles and his crush, but - it's enough of an echo to make quick work of danny's patience. if there's hostility in his tone, it's guarded, not quite aimed at stiles; suffice to say jackson didn't really tie up loose ends before leaving, and he's getting the brunt of it. ]
Spit it out or leave.
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[ stiles takes a breath, like he's psyching himself up for something. ]
I'm going to tell you something, and I'm pretty sure you're gonna laugh at me. But if you think back to some stuff that's happened and you'll uh, I'm pretty sure you'll get that I mean it.
[ he's lifted his hand off danny's locker now, releasing his hostage to gesture nervously, starting to pace. ]
I don't even know where to start.