Chapter Text
Hey, Stiles?
Yeah?
Do you have a parachute?
Uh, no, why?
Because I'm falling for you.
Hey Derek?
Yeah?
Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by a few more times?
I'll pick you up at eight, be ready. Wear your black jeans, they make your ass look good.
--
Derek let out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding. Yeah, he'd fallen for Stiles.
