“Fuck, no!” Seth huffed. “It’s not you, it’s…” He shook his head, not willing to finish it _that _way. “You’ve been nothing but perfect to me, Derek. I like being around you, I like making out with you, I like everything about you. I don’t think you could ever do something wrong.” Seth frowned, pressing a kiss to Derek’s cheek.
“But something is clearly wrong.” Derek finished softly. “Talk to me, Seth.” he murmured, running a hand through the other’s hair.
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