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“What are you doing then?” Stiles is getting nervous. Stiles is getting nervous and uncomfortable, and becoming horribly aware that Derek is staring at his mouth, that their chests are pushed together with Derek’s arm between them, and…
Derek’s eyes flick back up to Stiles’.
“Appreciating you, Stiles. Now shut up.”