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Derek: "I don’t protect you because you’re weak."

Stiles: "Then why?"

Derek: "Because you’re the only thing keeping me human."

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Derek: "You're off-beat, undisciplined, and reckless."

Stiles: "And yet, I’m still your favorite to fight beside."

Derek: "I said you’re unpredictable. I didn’t say I hated it."

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Peter: “You really think you can trust him, Stiles? Derek’s dangerous.”

Stiles: “No—he’s scared. And I’m not leaving him.”

Peter: “Scared? Or maybe he’s just biding his time until he snaps again. You know his history.”

Stiles: “I know his heart. That’s what matters.”

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Isaac: “He’s got walls, Stiles. Thick ones. You might get hurt trying to break them down.”

Stiles: “Then I’ll tear them apart brick by brick if I have to. Because he’s worth it.”

Isaac: (smiling faintly) “You’ve always been stubborn. Maybe that’s exactly what he needs.”

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Derek: (voice low, eyes shadowed) “You shouldn’t trust me, Stiles. I’ve hurt too many people. I’ve lost too many.”

Stiles: (steps forward, unafraid) “And yet you’re still here. And so am I.”

Derek: “I don’t want to lose you too.”

Stiles: “Then don’t. Let me in.”

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Peter: “I bring valuable experience to this group.”

Derek: “You brought a demon dog to brunch.”

Stiles: “And then tried to name it Murderface.”

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Derek: “He drives me crazy.”

Peter: “He makes you feel. That’s worse.”

Stiles: “I can hear you both. And you’re not wrong.”

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Peter: “You think I’m a villain.”

Stiles: “No. I think you’re a monster trying to act human. That’s worse. But it means there’s hope.”

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Stiles: I think I have a type.

Scott: Tall, dark, brooding?

Stiles: No, emotionally unavailable with anger issues.

Derek (entering): Did someone call me?

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Isaac: "Is that Derek’s hoodie you're wearing, Stiles?"

Stiles: "No. It’s ours now."

Derek: "I don’t even know where my clothes are anymore."

Lydia: "Probably wherever his underwear ended up."

Sheriff: (muttering to himself) "I should’ve joined the FBI."

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Scott: "What’s the big deal? They’re not that couple."

Stiles and Derek, in unison: "We're exactly that couple."

Peter: "They’re insufferable. They bicker like an old married couple, flirt like hormonal teens, and somehow keep saving each other from death."

Malia: "Kind of hot though."

Isaac: "You need therapy."

Lydia: "So do all of us."

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Derek: "Nobody touches the emergency snacks. They’re for apocalypse-level threats only."

Stiles: (opens the snack drawer)

Derek: (gently) "You hungry?"

Scott: "I stubbed my toe and you told me to suck it up!"

Derek: "Stiles has low blood sugar."

Stiles: "I really don’t, but thanks, babe."

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Peter: "I didn’t know Derek had a type."

Derek: "I don’t."

Stiles: "Lies. I’m his disaster gremlin soulmate and you know it."

Sheriff: (head in hands) "Why couldn’t you have just dated Scott?"

Peter: "Even I wouldn’t wish that on him."

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Stiles: "You just kissed me in front of the entire pack."

Derek: "They needed to know."

Stiles: (blushing) "You’re lucky I’m into emotionally constipated alphas with soft sides."

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Derek: "You are not doing that stunt."

Stiles: "Too late, I already set up the ramp!"

Derek: "No—wait—" (crash sounds)

Stiles: (from a bush) "I regret nothing!"

Derek: (picks him up gently) "You are so lucky you bounce."

Isaac: "You yell at me when I trip on air!"

Derek: "Stiles is like… emotionally rubber. He needs softer handling."

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Stiles: "Why is our kid building a flamethrower?"

Derek: "Because he takes after you."

Stiles: "That’s a compliment or a threat?"

Derek: "Depends if he lights the living room on fire."

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Stiles: "Even if I died, I’d haunt you."

Derek: "Then I’d let you."

Stiles: "You’d miss me?"

Derek: "You’re already in my head, Stiles. Death wouldn’t change that."