Two of a Kind

What happened?

Derek stared at his class schedule trying to map it out in his head so he knew exactly where to go. Who he thought was still Spencer, was pacing his side of the room staring down at his phone. Derek was getting rather annoyed by it.

"Are you okay?" Derek finally asked setting down his papers.

"No, my brother is being a selfish dick," Stiles huffed throwing his phone on his bed.

Derek raised a brow in response.

"Do you have any siblings?" Stiles asked turning to Derek.

"Two, an older and a younger sister," Derek answered simply.

"Oof, I'm glad I don't have any sisters," Stiles grimaced at the thought.

"It's not so bad," Derek gave a half shrug. He was pretty close with his sisters, though it hadn't always been that way.

"It's just us two," Stiles said gesturing between him and the door as if Spencer was on the other side.

"I assume you two are close," Derek wasn't sure why he was keeping up conversation, he didn't usually.

"Yeah, I means he's a pain in the ass sometimes but he's my best friend," Stiles smiled.

Derek didn't respond as he turned back to his papers.

Stiles seemed to understand the conversation was over and grabbed his phone. He went for the door before pausing. He needed to get out of the tiny room and he was starving. He debated asking Derek if he wanted to join him but he thought better of it, besides he didn't know if he could handle a dinner alone with the greek god.

"I'm going out for a bit, if...Stiles gets back before me, tell him I'll be back later?"

"Okay," Derek agreed without looking up.

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Derek looked up from his book as the door to the room opened.

"Hey, Derek," The twin smiled. Derek didn't know which one it was. He couldn't for the life of him remember what they'd been wearing earlier.

"Which one are you?" Derek asked blatantly.

"Spencer."

Derek nodded. He was okay with that. Spencer seemed to know when he didn't want to talk.

"Your brother still being selfish?" Derek asked.

"What?" Spencer cocked his head in confusion. It was a cute look on him.

"Nevermind," Derek shook his head.

"Where is Stiles?" Spencer asked looking around as if the twin was hidden away somewhere in the tiny room.

Derek simply shrugged before turning back to his book.

"The Dread Doctors," Spencer read the title, "Is it any good?"

"It's alright, my sister recommended it," Derek answered not looking up.

"Is she younger or older?" Spencer asked seeming interested.

"Younger."

"What's her name?" Spencer pressed. He obviously wasn't catching on that Derek wasn't in the mood to talk.

Derek sighed, setting the book down, "Cora."

"That's a pretty name. How much younger is she?"

"Three years," Derek answered in an annoyed tone.

"Wow, Stiles is the younger one, most people think I am. I'm older by three minutes," Spencer sat down at his desk then.

Derek decided not to respond and hope Spencer got the hint. He seemed to, as the questions stopped.