He wasn’t used to this sort of behaviour. It just wasn’t the done thing. He did not behave like this. All the same, Derek found himself driving the twenty minutes to the bookstore coffeeshop for the third time that month.
“Like Charmed kinda stuff?” he grins and receives a loud bark of laughter in return.
“Not quite as showy as all that!”
Derek looks at him as if he’d like to toss him against a wall for the first time in a long while. Stiles just gives him a friendly punch on the shoulder. “Watch out, I’ll freeze time one of these days.”
“Don’t give me nightmares, Stiles.” He sighs and takes the books, heading back for the car.