Derek's POV
He was cold and had an emotionless expression on. I couldn't help myself but he was sadly adorable. I had heard Scott say something but I was spacing out.
"Derek! Derek what do you think about Stiles." Scott said nudging me.
"Cute..." I mumbled thinking about Stiles then realized what I said.
I looked up at Scott who was making a face at me. Then he sneezed. All over the place.
"Sorry." he said using his sweatshirt as a Kleenex.
"Gross." I mumbled.
"I called Deaton. We should head out."Scott said grabbing Stiles legs.
He is so cute when he is passed out.
"He should wake up soon. He had wolf bane in him so his side should be purple." Deaton said removing his gloves. I still felt bad for the poor kid. I mean I did this to him.
"By the way, who did this to him." Deaton said looking at both of us. I slowly raised my hand up and smiled.
In the corner of my eye I saw Stiles wake up.
Stiles POV
I slowly got up ignoring the pain in my side. Looked at both of them and started to walk out. Sadly I only got two steps before falling. into. Derek. Oh shoot me now.
I heard them say something but I really wanted to cry. But I knew I couldn't when I was in Derek's arms.
