“I’m not angry,” comes the low mutter, spoken directly into the mug of coffee. “I’m just being dramatic for effect, dude.”

As honest as Stiles Stilinski will ever get, really. Were it anyone else, he wouldn’t have even admitted as much. Sasuke, however, would probably benefit from people outright explaining the obvious. Such a weird guy. It’s like he was raised by bears or something, for all the subtlety he’s capable of.

A dull throb makes itself known in his left temple. Grimacing, he puts aside the coffee and answers the question with a shake of his head.

“Do your worst.”