Stiles continued on into the kitchen, shoulders hunched and moving slower than he had been before. You were just determined to ruin your own birthday, weren't you Derek?

He put a single candle in the red velvet cupcake he bought and lit it 'cause that's what you did on someone's birthday. He had gotten one for himself too but ate it about five minutes after he brought it home.

Stiles had also gotten Derek a gift but left it (sloppily wrapped and labeled) on the kitchen table for him to find later. He wasn't sure if this was the right time to give it now. It probably wasn't as much as Derek spent on the iPad for him, but Stiles had done his best.

He came back into the living room and gently placed the cupcake on the coffee table so the candle wouldn't go out. "I don't want to talk about it. Now make a wish and blow out your candle."