"Hold on a sec!" Stiles fanned his hands around a little, trying to waft his scent around the room because it totally worked like that. Had he been brushing against and in some cases enthusiastically hugging people in town to get their scent all over him in order to make Derek possessive? Maybe.

Meaning, yes, he had. The barista at the coffee place had gotten a little too into it though and tried to grab Stiles' junk while murmuring something about her past as a boy's boarding school teacher. That had been weird.

"Okay now you can come in."