The Nogitsune when he's been tied up by everyone in the pack. He sat on the couch, listening to the pack work on a plan, with a piece of duck tape placed over his mouth. He could hear, and see, everything Stiles had felt for you, and he got mad, along with jealous when he could tell that you felt the same way back. When he felt your gaze on him from across the room, he looked up, directly making eye contact with you. You swallowed loudly when the familiar voice of Stiles--only it wasn't him--rang inside of your head.

"He wouldn't love you like I would."

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this was trash okay bye