There's definitely more than one speculative look aimed their way as Stiles
glances around furtively, digging his keys out of his pocket. The sight of
anyone that looks like Derek with anyone that looks like Stiles is bound to
raise some eyebrows. Luckily, he doesn't see Scott, who bolted immediately
to watch Allison at some archery competition she'd mentioned earlier that
week. There's a brief flash of guilt at the relief he feels, too, in not
seeing Scott; despite everything, he's still Stiles' best friend, and Scott
isn't the only one keeping secrets anymore. He needs to do something. Try
to fix things, before Scott runs off to college and never looks back.
They're all problems for later, though, and Derek has Stiles' full
attention as he opens the drivers side door and hops in, starting the
engine. He doesn't even have to ask who. Only..."Where am I heading?"
They're on the same page, otherwise.
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There's definitely more than one speculative look aimed their way as Stiles glances around furtively, digging his keys out of his pocket. The sight of anyone that looks like Derek with anyone that looks like Stiles is bound to raise some eyebrows. Luckily, he doesn't see Scott, who bolted immediately to watch Allison at some archery competition she'd mentioned earlier that week. There's a brief flash of guilt at the relief he feels, too, in not seeing Scott; despite everything, he's still Stiles' best friend, and Scott isn't the only one keeping secrets anymore. He needs to do something. Try to fix things, before Scott runs off to college and never looks back.
They're all problems for later, though, and Derek has Stiles' full attention as he opens the drivers side door and hops in, starting the engine. He doesn't even have to ask who. Only..."Where am I heading?" They're on the same page, otherwise.