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All Derek wanted to do was get a coffee. Just one sweet, dark, no sugar coffee.
What he did not want was to be stuck in his uncle's office at Beacon Hills High School.
Derek didn't even go to high school anymore. He was twenty-three and going to a nearby community college.
"Why am I here?" Derek grunted as he sank lower into the chair was sitting in.
Uncle Peter just smiled at him. Derek glared back.
Uncle Peter was the guidance counselor along with Ms. Morell, whom Derek had never met, but Uncle Peter said she was good at what she did.
Before Derek could say anything else, the office door swung open and bounced off the wall. In the doorway stood the one person Derek didn’t wanted to see, Stiles Stilinski.
"Uh, bad time?" Stiles asked as he shuffled inside, carefully not looking at Derek.
"Not at all, Stiles," Peter said smoothly. "Derek was just leaving."
Derek stood with a growl and waited until Stiles was out of the doorway before stalking through it and down the halls. Damn his uncle.
"I never should have told him that Stiles smells like my mate," he muttered to himself.
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"So, uh, Derek," Stiles said as he sits.
"Yes." Peter smiled widely and shut the office door.
"Doesn't seem to like me."
"Derek has...issues." Peter's smile tightened slightly, but it quickly became open once more.
Stiles bit the inside of his lip and looked around the office. "You didn't, uh, tell him right?"
"I did not. You told me in confidence about your feelings for Derek. You could tell him, though. I don't think it would be as bad as you think."
Stiles laughed humorlessly and glanced at the ground. "Please, I'm sixteen and the biggest dork in Beacon Hills. No way in hell would Derek Hale want me."
"Stiles," Peter said sharply, making Stiles' eyes snap to him. "Do not sell yourself short. You are amazing. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Derek would be a fool to pass you up."
"Thanks," Stiles blushed. He jiggled his leg and then said, "Although, I don't think you can say stuff like that to me. It's a little creepy."
Peter laughed. "Tell me about your dad. How is he?"
Peter let Stiles’ chatter wash over him as he planned out the next meeting between Derek and Stiles. Just because Kate Argent turned out to be a psychotic bitch, didn’t mean Derek should give up.
Because as Peter said, Stiles was amazing.