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Derek led a laughing Stiles through the woods, towards an abandoned distillery.

"Where are you taking me?" Stiles asked him, smiling softly. Derek looked at him without stopping and smiled.

"It's a surprise." He told him, before leading him inside.

When Derek stopped, he turned around and quickly kissed Stiles, while placing his hands on the slightly shorter boys waist. Stiles responded immediately and placed his arms around Derek's neck as he kissed him back.

Stiles pulled back after a minute and stared at Derek for a minute.

"What?" Derek asked, slightly worried.

Stiles continued to look at him for a minute before asking him the question that had been bugging him for a while now.

"Why do you like me?" Derek didn't seem to get it.

"What's that suppose to mean?" He asked, getting confused.

"Why do you like me?" Stiles repeated, unsure of how else to ask. He smiled at Derek, half to show that he didn't need to be worried, and half because he was nervous.

"Why do you think I like you?" Derek asked him, smirking a bit.

"Honestly," Stiles looked away "I think at first you liked me because I didn't like you." Stiles told him, looking at him again. Derek seemed to catch on quickly.

"So, now your worried that now that I know you like me, that I'm gonna stop liking you?" Derek checked.

"Not worried." Stiles said, looking down. He looked up to see Derek had copied him, and was staring at the ground. "Just wondering when." Stiles corrected him. Derek looked up quickly.

"What if I never stop liking you?" He asked, smiling softly. Stiles smiled at him, and they moved towards each other again.

Derek's head whipped to the side, as if he heard someone coming.

"What?" Stiles asked. When Derek didn't say anything, he continued. "Did you hear something?" Derek seemed to be just noticing something about this place, and tensing up, which was putting Stiles on edge. "What's wrong?" He asked Derek.

"Something happened here." Derek told him.

"What do you mean?" Stiles asked him.

"I caught a scent. It's blood." Derek explained. By now Stiles wasn't surprised to hear Derek say such weird things, He knew Derek was different. Derek whipped around. "Alright, now I definitely heard something." He said, quickly grasping Stiles hand.

"Derek, I don't hear anything." Stiles told him, confused.

"We have to go, come on." Derek told him, before he started pulling him towards the exit. "Let's go."

They ran out of the distillery together, just before the other packs came.

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