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[ He breathes out, feels something settle inside of him. It's not like he can go back and change anything, it's not like he can fix this. He has to keep moving forward. ]

It makes sense. It's Scott, so I'm automatically protective of him, but I guess if it were me - well hey, I already have a weakness for guys in leather. Scott not so much.

[He moves to go get something to drink]

Scott doesn't like me on the best of days.

Scott doesn't like anything that isn't him and Allison.

[ Sitting on the counter. ] Even I know that.

I can't imagine him as my beta.

He's not in your pack, so clearly he can't either.

He's an omega?

[Wait.]

Yeah, I guess so.

And you let him?

It's not my decision?

Since when?

[ Huffing out a breath. ]

I don't know how this crap works, Derek. I'm not a werewolf. And you're not free with the knowledge. Not to me.

But you know that pack is better than just being...

[Alone.]

He has me. [ He's surprised with how firm that comes out. ] He'll always have me.

[He softens a little even as he feels a small streak of jealousy]

You're right, but you're not a wolf. It makes a difference, having an alpha.

Yeah well, everyone's kind of on strained terms right now. I doubt Scott even wants to think about being a wolf let alone pack structures.

What's going on over there?

[ A sigh. ] I don't know. Scott lied to us. Both of us. I still haven't figured that out by myself. I got here just after.

Great.

[ Rubbing at his temples. ]

Yeah, I know.

[He moves over and carefully presses his mouth against Stiles' temple]

[ That ...

It feels good, actually, and he makes a soft noise in the back of his throat, fingers curling around the countertop. ]

[He pulls him close, and now Stiles is finally starting to smell right]

[ He lets him, is the thing, lets this strange Derek just tug him in. ]

You really do love [ He stumbles over the me and blushes. ] Him, right?

[He just nods, right at the top of Stiles' head]

Okay.

[ He's willing his heartbeat not to flutter, but. ]