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Derek's POV
Something's wrong with stiles he's been acting weirder than usual and believe me I know how weird my boyfriend can be we are at the loft for a pack meeting but stiles weren't paying attention he was looking at his phone like he was waiting for it to ring "stiles can you please pay attention" Scott asked stiles looked up slightly dazed "yeah sorry" he answered which was weird the pack all looked at each other worried stiles always and I mean always spoke with sarcasm but there wasn't any.
"ok so" Scott began but was interrupted by stiles phone ringing he shot up mumbling an apology before rushing outside we decide as a pack it was best to listen in to find out what had stiles so stressed.
Stiles POV
I rushed outside and answered the phone "are you, Sammy and CAS ok" I rushed out "wow calm down kid we are fine there fine you shouldn't worry too much kid it's bad for your health" was the reply Dean gave me I found myself rolling my eyes. "sorry for caring about you lot how would you feel if I called you told you I'm putting myself in a life and death situation and then cut off the phone" I all but shouted at him I heard him sigh
he groaned "fine I'm sorry I shouldn't have ended the call the way I did look I got to go CAS is trying to figure out Netflix and that is a disaster waiting to happen I'll call within the week to check on you ok" I laughed, of course, it is a disaster "bye Dean" I said ending the call I sighed in relief just glad that they are ok I put my phone in my pocket and walked back into the loft I didn't bother looking at their faces I couldn't care if there find out my identity.