«Peter is standing there, examining the collection of old boots next to the door. When he hears the click of the lock, he looks up and smiles.

For a split second, Stiles understands why Derek keeps trusting Peter even when he’s sure the man is secretly plotting to kill them. Derek can’t forget the old Peter, the uncle he used to know before fire and years of pain stripped him of his kindness and left a revenge-driven monster in his place. Derek knew someone who laughed and joked with his family, who always had the right answers or at least interesting questions, who for all Stiles knew drove Derek to Little League games and ruffled his hair before going onto the field. Now, in the fading light, with nothing but genuine happiness in the smile that takes years off of Peter’s face, Stiles thinks he can see that same person.»

"just like the ocean under the moon"
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