beacondestroyed‌

starter call || derek hale || @lycanstark

              it’s been a long day. a really long day. he’s been away from the office for a while & has come in today to get some work done. he arrived at 7am. it’s now 11pm & he’s still here. ( he regrets everything about this decision, honestly. ) he’s only cleared half of his emails, though it’s his own fault given he checks them like…once or twice a month. ( he has other priorities !! ) he’d gotten a call to say there was a visitor, that it was URGENT. he was too distracted to pick up on the scent sooner, but as soon as the door to his office opened, he had to resist the urge to swear under his breath. ( play nice. ) “ logan, “ he murmurs, sitting back in the chair with vague interest, eyeing him up & down. ( he only ever get HEADACHES when logan is around. ) “ i’m not sure i WANT to know why you’re here. “

              LOGAN STARK ALWAYS HAD A HABIT OF JUST SHOWING UP. whether it was by happenstance, or by choice, just always seemed to work that way. though it was always nice to know that derek would also always, see the worst in him, first and foremost.  ❛  ─  you never want to know. as it turns out, i was merely in the neighborhood, and was curious.  ❜  he comments, while running his fingertips across a dusty surface, and makes a face ( something borderline sarcastic is going to fly out of his mouth ).  ❛  how do you not sneeze yourself to DEATH in here, seriously? dusting. it’s an actual thing, you know. doesn’t just MAGICALLY HAPPEN on it’s own.  ❜