“I love you. I’m completely and utterly in love with you. Please don’t get married.”
“What?” Derek asked as he carefully helped a very drugged Stiles out of the car.
“I know she’s perfect, she’s awesome, but please, Derek,” Stiles said.
“Stiles, you and I are getting married, I’m not marrying anyone else than you?” Derek asked a little desperately.
“What about Kira?” Stiles asked.
“Kira is my friend, you know this, I’m engaged to you,” Derek said.
“Yeah, really,” Derek said and Stiles looked at Kira.
“Sorry, but he’s mine,” he said and Kira laughed.
“Yeah, I know.”