The Masterless

For a long moment Derek doesn't think anything else, only stares because really, he was so done with being accosted in his own home. Stiles lifted his head, usual warm honey-brown eyes were flat, dull with dark circles just beneath. The teen also looked a bit pale and there was an almost unnatural stillness to him. "I think we can skip the 'you aren't Stiles' part," he said plainly