There’s no sense wishing, Stiles tells himself yet again. So what if they saved each other for the millionth time. So what if Derek knew Stiles would do anything to protect him. None of that meant there would never be more between them. There’s no sense wishing for Derek to lean on him and lean into him. To think about Derek’s fingers stroking his chest and neck. None of those things were ever going to happen. What they have works. Kinda-friends who save each other when they need saving.
Stiles finally has Derek back here in Beacon Hills, where he can make sure he’s safe. Where they can take care of each other when the next round of supernatural crap rolls around. So he’s not going to wish for more.
But Derek looking at him like that sure is making that hard to do.