[ honest to god, the first thought in his head is just oh no he's hot. not only is derek absurdly, ridiculously gorgeous, and it's ten times worse when he's right here, larger in life in front of him. the subject of his fantasies, daydreams and every long text message in his phone is not only a real person, but a real person who lives in beacon hills.

he smiles at talia and stiles is so fucking screwed.

he manages a half quirked smile and senses his chance to escape, lifting a hand in a wave (god, his fingertips are still tingling) ] Good, well, uh--we're having show and tell next week, so make sure she brings something really cool! I mean, I know she will.

[ stiles turns his attention back to talia and offers his fist for a brofist, beaming at her and trying to pretend that he is not 100% infatuated with her uncle. ] I'll see you on Monday, Tali!