Broken Hearted

Derek drops his bag to the floor. “Did your dad try to set you up with someone before, or this is the first time?”

Stiles shakes his head, defeated. “I guess he really likes you.” And he knows Stiles likes Derek too, he thinks but doesn’t say. It’s a lesson he will have to learn: never have heartfelt conversations with his dad while drunk. That can never end well.

“At least someone does. I’ll take a shower.” Derek says, heading for the bathroom without sparing Stiles a second glance.