[ The idea that Jughead's jacket is a telltale sign that the kid knows what it's like to roll with people who really have his motherfucking back might strike Derek later that night, when he's back in bed and trying to fall asleep, mind raking through the shit he did that day - for now, though, he doesn't notice, too busy pulling a disgusted face and looking at Jughead as if he just drank poison. He, uh. He collects himself. ]
Sorry. I don't really, uh - I don't like taking things from people. Offers. Like that. I'd rather just... be relied on, rather than be a burden. [ wait ] Not - that I'm saying you would be a burden if you crashed with me? If either of you crashed with me. Just that I'd... rather... not... be you. [ wait ] In this context. In any context, really, but in this context especially? Well, not even this context, really, seeing as it's a non-offer. Given that you already have other plans. Should this place fall through. Which it won't. So.
[ So. ]
Yeah. Thank you. No. [ Hhhhhoo boy. ] Just - look, just call me if Tate gets in trouble. If you get in trouble, for that matter. You're his friend, so you're my friend. Did I give you my number? I didn't give you my number. Hold on.
[ Derek fishes through his pocket, finds his phone, heads to settings. He brings up his number and carelessly tosses his phone Jughead's way so he can input it into his own, despite the fact that it's dark and he didn't give much of a warning other than a quick "here, heads up". ]
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[ The idea that Jughead's jacket is a telltale sign that the kid knows what it's like to roll with people who really have his motherfucking back might strike Derek later that night, when he's back in bed and trying to fall asleep, mind raking through the shit he did that day - for now, though, he doesn't notice, too busy pulling a disgusted face and looking at Jughead as if he just drank poison. He, uh. He collects himself. ]
Sorry. I don't really, uh - I don't like taking things from people. Offers. Like that. I'd rather just... be relied on, rather than be a burden. [ wait ] Not - that I'm saying you would be a burden if you crashed with me? If either of you crashed with me. Just that I'd... rather... not... be you. [ wait ] In this context. In any context, really, but in this context especially? Well, not even this context, really, seeing as it's a non-offer. Given that you already have other plans. Should this place fall through. Which it won't. So.
[ So. ]
Yeah. Thank you. No. [ Hhhhhoo boy. ] Just - look, just call me if Tate gets in trouble. If you get in trouble, for that matter. You're his friend, so you're my friend. Did I give you my number? I didn't give you my number. Hold on.
[ Derek fishes through his pocket, finds his phone, heads to settings. He brings up his number and carelessly tosses his phone Jughead's way so he can input it into his own, despite the fact that it's dark and he didn't give much of a warning other than a quick "here, heads up". ]