Stiles sat at the lunch table thinking of the one and only Sourwolf. He smiled to himself just as Scott sat down
"Dude why you smiling like that?" He asked, "it's kinda creepy." He took a bite of his apple then froze.
His nose bent up, his eyes changing from their brown to his werewolf golden color, he sniffed the air.
He growled and looked at Stiles. "Dude," he started. "You smell like Derek!"
Stiles smiled lightly and slowly nodded his head. "Yep I sure do smell like my boyfriend!"
"STILES!!!" Scott yelled as Stiles jumped up and ran out of the lunch room laughing, thinking of his Sourwolf.
