[ Someone smiling at him hasn't caused this kind of reaction in a long while now-- something knots in his chest and warmth spreads from it, sudden and surprised, until it's even settling in the pit of his stomach. It's stupid, and high school, but it still happens and there's nothing he can do to stop it. Not when there's that undeniable spark there, and all he can think for a second?
"Oh no."
As Stiles leans in for the kiss, Derek tips forward to meet him, slipping one hand around from his waist to settle in the dip of his spine. The other he brings up, calloused fingertips gentle against the line of his jaw. ]
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"Oh no."
As Stiles leans in for the kiss, Derek tips forward to meet him, slipping one hand around from his waist to settle in the dip of his spine. The other he brings up, calloused fingertips gentle against the line of his jaw. ]