A Hotel by UC Irvine | Monday Evening

[robinonadderall]

It was time for another campus visit trip, this time to a state that didn't completely suck. The tour wasn't actually until tomorrow so that left Stiles with a whole evening to watch TV and take advantage of Derek's credit card by ordering a ton of room service.

What? At least he was sharing.

"Ugh. I got pepperoni on the bedspread."

[For the werewolf sugar daddy]

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[justlurkinghere]

"What is it that friends do?" Derek asked. Because he was that douchenozzle. Look at him go! "Do you jerk off in Scott's bed a lot, Stiles?"

Everyone get your popcorn popped! IT'S GIF TIME.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles cheeks turned a little red at being called out on that and he looked just beside Derek rather than right at him, but he didn't move. "I'm a teenage boy; I jerk off in a lot of places."

This was true. The bathroom at the Perk, the gym locker room, wherever he felt the need.

[justlurkinghere]

"Let me make it clear for you," Derek hissed. "We're not going to be a thing. I'm not interested in desperate teenagers."

Wow, Derek. Be more blunt. Also, lie more.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles jerked back like he had been slapped, looking shocked for a moment. The look was quickly replaced with one of sadness and embarrassment. Stiles' face got redder and he looked down at the floor, his eyes glassy like he was trying to hold back tears. "I never thought we were going to be."

His self-esteem issues prevented him from thinking that and, wow, you just made them worse, Derek. Thanks.

"You know not even Lydia did to me what you just did and she had more of a right to do it," Stiles said shakily. Tears started to fall but he did his best to stand up straight and not look pathetic while he was trying to get this out. "I obviously made a mistake feeling that way about you."

He knew Derek was still trying to hurt him and in the back of his head he even knew that this was hurting Derek too but he was so embarrassed and ashamed about being called out on his stupid crush that he really couldn't think logically at the moment.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek balled his hands into fists because giving Stiles a manly shoulder clasp would ruin this whole attempt to... ruin their friendship. Yeah. He didn't have the best plans, let's be honest, guys.

Instead, he lifted his chin, looking unaffected by all this. "You did," Derek said, pressing past him so that he could leave the room.

And brood. A lot.

And not listen to Stiles cry as he hated himself oh so much more.