It was a long time coming and definitely a question everyone had asked themselves once or twice.
Stiles brought a guy to dinner.
They all paused as he walked in the door. There were shared looks, but they didn't hover over the idea. If this was his coming out then it wasn't very impressive.
They welcomed Michael to the table and made the usual excuses about so many kids and no parents in sight. The sound of the Camaro almost went unnoticed until Derek's scent was at the door. He came into the room slowly, probably already aware of the guest but he looked unusually moody when they locked eyes.
No one said anything.
Stiles stood up, all arms and legs knocking benches and the table. "Derek. Hey. So, uh…This is Michael."
He thrust his hands out as if there were any doubt. Derek turned his eyes back to the new guy and his glare was enough to slice a vein.
Michael didn't stick around long.
David was nice, but he only came by once or twice. Tyler never even came by the house. He had Stiles gone half the day and night with his friends and his hobbies and he very nearly had his head ripped from his shoulders for keeping the human from the Pack.
Derek grew steadily bitchier the longer Stiles tested the waters with his dates and they all guessed it was only a matter of time before he snapped.