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[Rolling his eyes]

What is it?

Um.

[ Shutting the door behind him and then leaning against it. His heartbeat is a little too fast and he chews his lip for a second. ] Just - there's something I need to do and to do that I need you here so.

[ He needs to move but now Derek's here he feels pretty glued to the spot. ]

[He looks down at Stiles, and crosses his arms]

I'm here.

Wow. You don't make it easy on a guy, do you?

[ He's careful the way he moves, like he's afraid either Derek will bolt or the floor will give away under his feet. ]

[Okay, okay. He just goes quiet.]

[ That's almost even worse but by that point, Stiles is right in front of him, smelling like fear and maybe something else too, his heart pounding. ]

I just ... [ Quieter. ] ... want to figure something out.

[ And then he's tipping forward, pressing his mouth to Derek's with his eyes screwed shut. ]

[He moves into that kiss, grabbing Stiles by the back of his head, and kissing hard, for a moment, but then stepping back, his eyes wide for just-]

Is there a curse?

[It was a good kiss.]

No.

[ Licking his lips, still nervous. ] No curse. No one pulling the strings. Just - [ Just that he wanted to, that after everything, the curses and finally figuring out the life they might of had he ...

He wanted to. That's kind of terrifying. ]

[He moves in, kisses him again, pulls him up and flush against his body by his hips.]

[ He makes a noise, a low whimper of want, his cast banging a little against Derek's waist but his other hand curls into his top and holds himself there. ]

[When they break apart, he looks at Stiles again, breathes out]

You're sixteen.

Seventeen. [ Breathless. ] I aged while I was gone.

[Oh man. He kisses him again but still-]

You hate me.

[ He grins, kind of flushed. ]

Maybe, maybe not. M'kinda willing to figure out if I could not though.

[Quiet]

Why did you kiss me?

Because I'm tired of pretending that maybe it wouldn't be good. [ Not letting go of Derek's shirt. ]

[He swallows, and is just quiet. He's thinking a lot of things that he doesn't want to say. Worst case scenario things.

Kate things.]

We could just do this. [ Leaning in, mouth inches from Derek's. ] We could just see. I'm not asking you for anything, I don't need anything. M'just ... curious.

[It takes another moment, but finally he nods]

[ Kissing him again, a little bolder. ]

Okay.

[He takes a moment, after the kiss]

How's your arm?

Itchy.

[ He shrugs. ] It's fine though.

You should talk to Isaac.

[ Sigh. ] Can't we just keep kissing?

[A look. Just one of Derek's finest.]