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    “That was supposed to be Scott's Christmas present,” Stiles groans.

    “We gathered that. You unwrapped it yourself and threw the tag at Liam’s head,” Derek mumbles from his hiding place under his arm. “You sang Happy Christmas to Scott in the tune of Happy Birthday while forcing us all to drink it.”

    "Oh my god, please stop talking now,” Stiles sits up again.

    Derek peeks out from under his arm to look at him with one eye open, dark hair adorably rumpled, so much so that Stiles wants to smooth it down. Stiles sits on his hands.

    “You did this to me. I'm going to be hungover on Christmas day because of you." Derek growls accusingly.

    “Ok, ok! Look I’ll go make us my famous hangover cure and we can call it even,” Stiles gallantly pushes to his feet and grabs his phone, which is inexplicably in one of his shoes. “We don’t have to be there until two, it’s not even midday yet.”

    “Fine. Make me coffee. So much coffee,” Derek pulls the sheets over his head.

    "Are we going to discuss how we ended up sharing a bed?" Stiles wiggles his eyebrows. “Or would you like to just blissfully ignore it, oh Alpha mine."

    “The second one," Derek mumbles from under the sheet.

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    25 Dec 2025

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    “So... that’s it. You’re all done here?” Stiles had tried to keep his voice neutral as he leant his back onto the wall, placing one foot on it to balance him.

    “Yeah. I sent all my stuff ahead. I doubt Cora will unpack for me though,” Derek told him.

    “No, I doubt it. She’s probably too busy running naked through the woods,” Stiles shuddered.

    “Oh my god, do you have to?” Derek had grimaced. “That’s my sister.”

    “Sorry! I’m not thinking about her naked I swear,” Stiles protested, holding his hands up.

    Derek had cocked an eyebrow at him.

    “I’m not lying! Feel!” Stiles yanked on Derek’s arm until his hand popped out of his pocket and he’d dragged him closer, placing Derek’s palm over his heart.

    Derek had made a soft sound of surprise, but he’d allowed the manhandling and he crowded in closer to Stiles.

    Stiles hadn’t thought it through because the second Derek’s hips were inches from his and Derek’s stupid, lovely face was all up in his, his heart had begun pounding erratically.

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    Stiles looks down, fiddling with his pen when the bell goes again and he’s startled when Derek sits down opposite him.

    “Go sit at that empty seat over there,” Derek looks up and tells the guy whose chair he just rudely stole.

    The guy looks down at Derek like he wants to argue but Derek stares him down (stares him up?) until the guy walks off muttering something about rules being there for a reason under his breath.

    “What the hell are you doing?” Stiles says incredulously. “Where did you even get those?”

    In the nine minutes they’ve been apart, Derek’s managed to acquire two wine glasses and an expensive looking bottle of red.

    Derek pours them both a drink.

    “This whole set up is awful,” Derek tells him pointedly, holding a glass out.

    “No it’s not. You’re not making the best of it,” Stiles frowns but he takes the glass that Derek’s offering him regardless.

    What? He’s rather into his red wine lately, he’s not about to cut off his nose to spite his Derek. His face. He means his face.

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    He realises his mistake when the Sheriff looks between them both, head going back and forth between Stiles’ hand on Derek’s jacket and Derek’s face.

    Derek can see his boss take in his hopeless smile and he quickly tries to arrange his face into a scowl but by the look on John’s face he’s no where near convincing.

    You and him? John mouths at him, eyes narrowed.

    Derek shakes his head, eyes wide and panicked.

    “What?” Stiles asks them when he looks up from his phone, unaware of the silent communication between Derek and the Sheriff. “What’s going on?”

    “Nothing Son. Derek, make sure nothing happens to him,” John says pointedly. “Derek... I approve. Of you going to the preserve first, I mean. It’s nice. That the preserve makes you so happy.”

    The Sheriff gives him a thumbs up when Stiles looks down at his phone again.

    Derek wants to punch himself in the face.

    “Of course Sir. I... I really like the preserve. I want to keep it safe,” Derek bodily hustles Stiles toward the doorway, ears burning.

    “When did you both become so environmentally conscious?” Stiles frowns suspiciously.

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    Then Stiles hears the growl, familiar and furious.

    “Oh shiitake mushrooms,” Stiles groans, turning around. “Heeeeey Derek. Isn’t it a little past your bedtime?”

    Derek looks as pissed as Stiles has ever seen him and it kind of gives him a little bit of satisfaction, so he snuggles closer to Ricky. Derek bares his teeth at them, thankfully still human and his nostrils flare wildly.

    “You’re drunk,” Derek accuses him flatly.

    You’re drunk,” Stiles tells Derek nonsensically.

    “This is the ‘not boyfriend’ I’m guessing?” Ricky looks down at Stiles, eyebrow cocked.

    Derek full on snarls at that and for the first time in forever, Stiles starts to worry he might lose control of the shift.

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