I do not own Teen Wolf. This chapter is in Stiles Point of View.

Mission Impossible: A Photo Of Derek

By WonderlandIsAnIllusion

"Danny, I need your number." I told him and he gave that look which screams 'Hell no, dude'.

"Uh, no."

"I need it. So when I take a photo of…my cousin that you can get it right away and-"

Danny grabbed my cell, in-putted his number phone, handed it back to me, and walked away. I rolled my eyes and put my cell into my front pocket. I don't think Danny would mind if the photo was only of Derek's chest/abs or Derek's backside.

I walk towards my precious jeep and nearly had a heart attack when I saw Derek. What is here doing here? Sure I was looking for him, but still….

"Are you dying or something?" I asked him and he just gave me that look of 'You are a moron'. Hey it was a good question because I recall him collapsing, cars honking their horns, and he was like dying…Not to mention he got blood inside of my jeep and it was difficult to get out. Seriously, My dad is the Sheriff and it wouldn't be good for him to see any blood in my vehicle.

"Do I look like I'm dying, Stiles?"

"No, but appearances can be deceiving. So what brings you here, Derek?"

"I just felt like it."

"Okay, I'll be going now. Bye, Derek."

"I was being sarcastic." Derek stated and I nodded my head. Scott is coming towards us. Derek released my arm and turned his full attention to Scott. I took out my cell phone, picked contact Danny, and message.

"I'm going to die a virgin which totally bites." I muttered to myself.

"I figured you were a virgin, Stiles." Derek comments and he has a smirk on his lips. Damn, I was so close to getting that picture of his backside and Danny would have been happy with that. I had forgotten for a moment on how werewolves have really really good hearing. Fuck.

"At least I'm not a slut, Derek." I said carelessly to him, Scott groaned, and of course Derek got pissed off. That big bad wolf has no sense of humor. He's such a Sour-Wolf. Once a Sour-Wolf always a Sour-Wolf. Derek shoved me against my jeep and my best friend grabbed him trying to pull him away.

"At least I didn't call you a horny mutt or alpha bitch, Derek." I managed to say to him.

"You don't know when shut your damn mouth, Stiles." Derek growled and it is best for me to keep my mouth shut or else he is really going to rip my throat with his teeth.

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