"Oh." Stiles cheeks turned a little red as Derek explained what was going on. How self centred was Stiles to assume that he would cause Derek to leave. He rubbed his chin and then the back of his head as he gave Derek a sheepish look. "Can't promise that now I know you aren't leaving. You should eat the soup before it gets cold. I think there might also be brownies in there." Stiles had requested those because he knew Derek liked them.