[ he's not quite home aloneing it, but when logan knocks on stiles' door and shoulders his way on inside, it's pretty obvious how tense the kid is. he's got one hand behind his back and logan's probably seen enough skittish teenagers who have never fired a gun before to know that he's hiding a pistol back there, and his other hand is gripping the handle of his wrench tight enough to make his knuckles white. when he sees it's only logan, stiles relaxes immediately.
he adjusts his shirt, keeps it untucked, his handgun hidden but still kind of obviously there, the bulge of it an outline through the cotton. he lazily tosses his wrench onto the couch and nods to logan, telling him to come inside, and he side-shuffles past him with a few quiet oops, scuzi, coming throughs to get to the front door. stiles shuts it, locks it, double checks that it's locked, triple checks that it's locked, then heads back to the living room, talking to logan as he goes. ]
What's in the bag?
[ he sits down on the sofa, his snacks for logan's kid up in a little pile on the table in front of him. he starts stacking it up, making it neater, partially so it's all easier for logan to carry and partially because stiles needs to keep his hands busy. and speaking of hands, don't think he didn't notice logan's bandages. ]
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he adjusts his shirt, keeps it untucked, his handgun hidden but still kind of obviously there, the bulge of it an outline through the cotton. he lazily tosses his wrench onto the couch and nods to logan, telling him to come inside, and he side-shuffles past him with a few quiet oops, scuzi, coming throughs to get to the front door. stiles shuts it, locks it, double checks that it's locked, triple checks that it's locked, then heads back to the living room, talking to logan as he goes. ]
What's in the bag?
[ he sits down on the sofa, his snacks for logan's kid up in a little pile on the table in front of him. he starts stacking it up, making it neater, partially so it's all easier for logan to carry and partially because stiles needs to keep his hands busy. and speaking of hands, don't think he didn't notice logan's bandages. ]
You're hurt.