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Derek ve Cora'nın motel odasının dışında bulmayı bekledikleri son şey, bir omuzunda lakros çantası, diğer omuzunda ise dünyanın yüküyle birlikte, halsiz bir Stiles Stilinski'ydi.

“He didn’t magically charm me,” Derek shot back in his defense.“Oh, so he just regular charmed you?” Laura said with a smirk.“What? No,” Derek growled.“Was he hot?”“No! He just—“ He just had a laugh like a sun shower. Fuck.

Derek is so tired of everything being his fault, so tired of always losing. He's also tired of not admitting that he wants to own Stiles in ways he can barely describe. Or Derek is far from perfect but maybe that's okay. Maybe in the right company perfect isn't necessary.

"I'm Derek's mate," Stiles gets out, breathing hard. There is silence in the room. As he looks around, he realizes that everyone else knew.

Sometimes you have to tear everything down before you can start building something worthwhile. OR;Stiles keeps showing up. Derek keeps letting him in.(And sometimes refuses to let him leave.)

Derek has to deal with a newly bitten Stiles.

Derek has always wanted Scott and Scott has never wanted Derek...At least, that's what Derek thinks.But maybe there's more to it? (I do so love Derek...I just a little bit want to ruin his life, am I cruel?)