Re: Edge of the picnic. Start of picnic.
Stiles nodded and then moved his head so he could press his face against the crook of Derek's neck, his arms hugging Derek tight. He took in the werewolf's scent as he found comfort there knowing Derek wanted him and would protect him. After a long moment Stiles started to relax and he let out a soft sigh. "I will remember that. I'm sorry for being a pain."