about why. | stilesism
STILES IS NOT EXPECTING THIS. he has never expected sincerity of any kind from the alpha, frankly, but this? this seems more at home coming from scott’s mouth, or even lydia’s. but from derek, it gives stiles the impression that something isvery wrong. ( but maybe that’s just his paranoia.) he shifts somewhat awkwardly from foot to foot, straightening his posture as he does so, the barest hint of a frown creasing his brow as he regards the alpha before him. as he responds, his eyes squint ever-so-slightly, his mind working overtime to attempt to solve the puzzle here.
‘ that’s… nice… in a ‘that-doesn’t-make-any-sense-and-is-frankly-kinda-suspicious’ kinda way. —- why me? ’
DEREK LOOKS AWAY. stiles is incredibly good at focusing on everything he wants to avoid. to say he's agitated would be an understatement. the essentials, they always line up about. the unnecessary conversations about why are where the banter comes in.
‘ because you love scott, ’ derek says. he fights the urge to rub the back of his neck. his toes curl uncomfortably inside his boots. ‘ because you love... her. ’ and he pauses there, just for a moment, and hesitantly meets stiles eyes. ‘ you have e v e r y t h i n g on the line. ’