Imposters Meet Their Makers

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Derek's POV
"I need to get in this building, to see if the Alpha Pack has been there before. Unfortunately, there are guards posted 24/7 and an electric fence, and security cameras everywhere." I say, hunched over the map.
I'm standing next to probably the best friend I'll ever have, Stiles. Sure, I bit Scott and I therefore trust him more, but I still prefer to be in the company of Stiles.
"Maybe," Stiles circles the property in marker, "I can hack the security cameras, have them replay old footage." he suggests.
Scott seems to like that idea. "Yeah! I'll help him!"
I shake my head. "Someone will notice. A person will walk down a hallway twice, or something like that."
Suddenly, Stiles' phone buzzes. Stiles curses. "I forgot my cousin was visiting. Can you give me a ride back to my place, Derek?"
I grumble, and Stiles reminds me, "You're the one who told me to leave the jeep."
I drive him home. As we sit in front of the Stilinski house, I ask lightly, "So, your cousin, huh?"
"Yeah. Actually, this is the real Miguel. From New Mexico." Stiles grins at me, and my heartbeat falters for a second.
~Oh god, that dimple. And those eyes. And that nose. And those lips. And especially that lopsided, sarcastic smile. Why can't I breathe?
Oh no, am I falling for my best friend? Ugh, why can't I have a simple fucking relationship?~
"You want to meet him? I think it'd be funny for the imposter Miguel to meet the real deal." Stiles offers.
I bite back a smile. "That was your idea. Not mine." I remind him.
Stiles shrugs. "You want to meet him or what?"
I consider. "Eh, why not?" Stiles' eyes light up, in the most fascinating, bewitching way.
"You'll love him! Come on!" Stiles practically drags me inside.

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