Blood dripping on Stiles' shirt when he's sitting on his jeep. It's not a serious wound though but his face is exaggerate that Derek rolls his eyes.
"So, get going! Time's ticking." He said, decide to ignoring Stiles' hurting groan.
"Can't you see I'm wounded here? At least let me catch my breath. It's not like I'm a werewolf. I'm not patching up myself like you guys!"
"Thats just scratch. You just exaggerate." Derek's answer obviously hurts Stiles. It's a scratch indeed, but it still hurts.
"Yeah? Well you don't know because you never have a wound that need days, weeks to heal!"
"It will heal within hours. You just have a nosebleed for knocking your face on steering wheel-"
"You knocked me!"
"Doesn't matter! Go!"
"I hate you!"
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The Limit Is Unlimited
FanfictionWe all agree that we need more of Stiles and Derek. . . This is one shots of everyday life of a certain boy who could live up his imagination with living in the town full of supernatural thing. Like, werewolves. Luckly, one is tame enough even thou...
