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"And she said, "This is the definition of the female gaze.'" Derek takes a bite out of his toast.
Stiles lets out a huge laugh, "Like lesbians dude?"
Derek frowns, "The female gaze. You know what I'm talking about." He looks over to Scott who is watching them, who is almost done with his fourth breakfast burrito. "Right, Scott?" Scott shrugs and goes back to eating.
"No, they are called lesbians, Derek." Stiles said a bit more forcefully.
Derek growls a bit, "No, the FEMALE GAZE, Stiles!" He shoves the last remaining toast in his mouth.
Stiles sighs and reaches over to get the last breakfast burrito. Say what you want about Stiles but he is a damn good cook. "I'm not just saying that." He shrugs, "They prefer to be called lesbians."
Derek pinches the bridge of his nose, "See the female." He looks at Scott who is finished eating and gestures for backup. Scott gives him a 'Good Luck' look and gets up to leave the kitchen. So much for backup. "The female gaze like with your eyes. You gaze with your eyes."
Stiles furrows his brows, "I have gay eyes. Um, do I have ga--"
Derek pounds his fist on the table, it rattles the plates. "Forget it. It's not even worth it."
Stiles is taken a back, "Oh my God, dude." He takes another bite of the burrito, pieces of egg and peppers land on his shirt.
Derek growls, "Don't "Oh my God" me."
Stiles takes the last bite and wipes his mouth with his hand, "You're the one who doesn't know what the word lesbian is. I don't know why you are so ma--"
Derek interrupts him, "I know the word lesbian. Laura was one, Stiles. I just mean to see--"
"They don't see different Derek!" Stiles is annoyed now. "They're just people like us!"
Derek gives up and gets up from the stool chair. He grabs his plate and heads to the sink. "I'm done." He places the plate with the other dishes that are in a pile. He starts to head towards the living room.
Stiles remains sitting by the island, he yells at Derek, "I'm just telling you they don't see differently dude! I've done the research and everything! A lot of research if you catch my drift." Gay men too.
Derek yells back, "I said I was done, Stiles!"
Stiles huffs at the response and looks at Isaac who has been eating his cereal this whole time. "I just don't get Derek, I just don't."
Isaac remains silent.