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"You said we're friends."
"Whoa, way to hold what a guy says in the heat of the moment against him," Stiles replies automatically, but... that's not what he wants to say, not at all, not to the quiet contemplation that is Derek Hale on his living room sofa. So he adds, "I guess, yeah."
Derek doesn't speak for a long moment. "Then it's inevitable."
"Wow," Stiles whistles, "you are the biggest downer."