"Uh, don't take this the wrong way," Stiles says the first time-- the hopefully only time-- Derek kisses him, "but I'm not into you. Like, yeah, your body is hot and all, but your personality kinda is not and I'm the sort of guy that, well," he shrugs, a rueful smile on his face. "It's called demisexual. Look it up." And then he bites his lower lip, grabs his backpack and hightails it out of there, leaving Derek alone, his hands clenched helplessly into fists at his sides.The only reason I am actually writing about this is sexualities and how those can affect a lots of things in life. It is not always easy to talk about what you are and what you want, even when the other one is open about themselves and fine with all sexualities.
And I also want to promo ace and demi fics. Those are the only reasons. The fic was also good and worth your time. But those are just the reasons why this ended up to my blog. So please. Read, comment and leave kudos.
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