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I'll throw you into a tree.

[Said casually.]

[ Singsong. ]

Wouldn't be the first time.

[He walks for another minute before he finally finds a spot sheltered from the wind]

So how did it happen?

Us.

[ Stiles throws himself down, sits cross-legged and smirks a little. ]

By a lot of yelling and stifling sexual attraction. You kissed me, by the way. Then ran away.

And we just kept going?

Well no, you hid for ages because y'know, you have issues. [ Looking down at his feet. ]

But then the kanima happened and you flipped your lid. I guess you figured it was better to let me in then try and keep me out.

We had the kamina, too.

[He breathes in again.]

You're a lot more rational than the Stiles I usually deal with.

Maybe being a werewolf suits me.

[ Smiling a little. ] Or maybe it evened out the chemical imbalance in my brain, I don't know.

[He takes a breath]

What do you want?

World peace. A cookie.

[ Derek. ]

[A look.]

I want this not to be weird, but that's not going to happen.

[Derek chuffs and moves closer]

Everything about this place is weird.

I'm trying to imagine a world where it's not the way I know it.

[Sometimes Derek imagines a world where he didn't sleep with Kate, where he told his mom, where Kate had dealt with the pack.

Where his family was whole, where he was whole]

Yeah.

Stop thinking so hard.

[ Because this Stiles knows Derek like the back of his hand. ]

[Derek glowers]

[ Kicking lightly at his foot. ]

C'mon Sour Wolf, it isn't that bad.

You still call me that?

It's gold, why wouldn't I?

[ Smiling then, bright. ] Just because we're dating doesn't mean I don't make your life hell. Like the time I taped those pictures of the Grumpy Cat to your steering wheel. Good times.

I still don't know what you're talking about.

[He takes a moment, then turns, and kisses Stiles on the mouth. It's a moment, a pause, a breath of a kiss]

You do feel it.

[ He rolls his eyes, drags Derek back by the collar of his jacket, smile warm. ] Kiss me again. Properly. If you wanna know what it's like you've got to actually try it.

[He takes a breath and kisses Stiles again, mouth to mouth, this one more than just a breath and a pause. It's open mouthed, it's...open.

There's a measure of trust, but Derek is still holding back, holding himself apart.]

That's better.

[ Stiles doesn't want to push. He remembers how his Derek was at the beginning, how he was too. ] You should talk to other me. Clearly you have some unworked out issues.

[He breathes out, resisting the urge to scent him, and shakes his head]

I don't think so.