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“Who hurt you, Stiles?” Derek asked, they were still sitting in the Camaro. Derek hadn’t even bothered to turn it on. Stiles was too tried to keep resisting the matter and a part of him wanted to just scream. Scream it from the rooftops of the high rises in California and have it be done. He was gay. He was Stiles Stilinski, and he was gay and in love with someone he couldn’t have. He was terrified of every consequence that may happen.
“It was a misunderstanding that got out of hand, okay? Take me home, Derek.” He said, eventually. For a few tense moments he’d almost said it. He’d even allowed his imagination to think he’d said it. To what Derek’s reaction would be.
“Fine.” He said, and it hurt Stiles to hear the resignation in his tone. He knew it shouldn’t, that had been his end goal, to make Derek give up. But it still did. Derek started the car and pulled out into the street. They silently made their way back to campus, and Stiles was impressed that Derek knew what building his dorm was in.