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Stiles supposes that he’s not in love with Derek anymore, or maybe a piece of his heart is, he’s just sure he’s not in love with him anymore. And the realization happened one night after Scott had introduced him to his best friend Allison over a Skype call, that he was helplessly in love with Scott. He’s in love with the crookedness of Scott’s jaw and the way he makes soft noises of agreement, Scott with his calloused fingers and stupid two ring tattoo on his arm, Scott with his shaggy hair and soft smiles, Scott, Scott, Scott. And he thinks that maybe he’s okay again, or at least mostly. Maybe it’s because he took the summer off and spent it with Scott in Minnesota with his aunt Derma to escape everything that was Derek, or maybe it’s because Scott said softly, “We can go as fast or as slow as you’d like too, baby,” and it made him feel in his bones that he’d be alright one day.
All he knows is that he’s wrapped around Scott’s tanned fingers and he knows he’d rather be there than anywhere else.