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“So, um, this wasn’t exactly what I had in mind when you said you wanted to repay me,” Stiles says, apprehension coiled in the pit of his stomach. Derek’s wet, well, they both are, but Stiles had been drying off a little before Derek pressed him against the wall with his body. “I was thinking maybe after you gave me a ride, you just wouldn’t kill me later? Ever?”