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"You don't have anythin' to apologize about, Xavia. Like I said earlier, it'll be handled." Derek huffed and bit angrily into his burger. No one messed with his friends, no one. "...Are you ready to go get Chinese? We can wrap this up and have it later."

What did he what look like? Derek gave Jude a weird look before looking down at his torso, then back up at Jude's face. With a shrug, he lifted his shift to see if his nipples were chocolate chips. Apparently, they were.

"See?" He looked at Jude before dropping his shirt. With a wide smile on his face, the taller mutant walked over to the cabinet where the chocolate chips were being kept and showed Jude. It was a good quality brand of chocolate chips. Maybe Jude would like it.

"Nope, just...blackness. That's all. I didn't see anythin'." Derek covered his face with his hand before sliding it down and letting it plop down on his thigh.

What? Allegra was leaving? Oh, no, no. She couldn't do that! He gave her a look before turning his attention toward the blue guy in front of him.

"...Hi." He greeted with a bksuhed face.

“Hey I got a new phone...Can I get your number again? I lost a bunch of contacts."

Derek nodded his head, "of course!" He pulled out his phone and handed it Devon after unlocking it and going to the notes app. The black mutant didn't want Devon to see what his name was listed in his contacts. "There you go."


Oh, and are we ending this with question and anxiety or is a thanks kiss cool?”

A kiss? A smile came across Derek's full lips. To answer his question, Derek leaned in and pressed his lips against Devon's. To add a bit of tease, he lightly bit his bottom lip with a tug at the end. He slowly leaned back and started to stand. He was silent for a long time with a dopey smile on his face. That felt really, really good. Even afterward he could still feel Devon's lips against his.

Derek and Devon wrapped up their date and headed their separate ways.

"He's human mate, just try to remember that on your date. Can't be fainting at his good looks now can you?"

In response, Derek actually started to flail his arms. "I knooow!" He groaned, throwing his head back in exasperation. "He's just so hot and a good person," Derek let his head drop back down to look at the Scotsman. He laughed a bit and shook his head. "I'll try and remember that on our date. I hope he's excited about it."

"I'm in, lead the way mate. Excited to see a place you're so convinced by...You want to give the car a ring and I'll settle the bill?"

"Sound good to me," Derek picked up his phone to call the town car to come pick them up. As he wedged his phone between his ear and shoulder and handed Artair a couple of tens. He gave him a look basically telling him to take the money before he started singing.

"Don't forget to wave to your bonnie blue lad, best to leave with a good impression, just in case."

Derek hung up the phone and nodded. He turned toward the "blue bonnie" and waved. The mutant returned it with a wink added to it. "and yep! The car should be here in five minutes." Derek smiled and headed out of the bar with Artair with a smile on his face.

Derek leaned against the railing of the sea lion exhibit. In the place full of noises and smells, this seemed to help him with his temperament. He was feeling a lot of things right now: anger, pain, more anger. Mostly anger. Finding out that the guy he was supposed to go on a date with wasn't the real version made Derek feel like he wasn't good enough or didn't "deserve" the authentic version of the two. He was more so angry at not-Devon for what he did if anything. He felt played. Played like a motherf****** fettle. With a scoff, he shook the thought from his mind and watched as the sea lions lounged about on the rocks and took a cool dip into the surrounding water.

Digging into his khaki joggers, Derek pulled out his phone to check for any messages. None. He sighed and stuffed it back into his pocket. He knew that he had to go see Xavia to check up on her. With everything that was going on, she was his main focus. Sistas before mistas, right? The ebony mutant pushed himself off of the railing and exited the zoo.

"Guess who brought onion rin-- oh, hey Artair," Derek smiled some at his best male friend before walking toward Xavia, offering her the greasy brown paper bag, "perfectly cooled," he leaned down and kissed her forehead before folding his arms over his green t-shirt cladded chest. He sniffed and studied her face. With each scar he saw, it made Derek that more pissed off. Derek tried his hardest to keep his emotions under control. "How're you doin? How're my kids?"