Who:Derek and Stiles Where: Probs stiles place When:Afternoonish? What:Just derek being derek.
It wasn't the first time he'd been around the duo, though he knew better then to let himself be seen. Keeping a weathered eye on Scott, and by extension stiles from a distance, since he'd gotten here. When he was occupied by Laura and the other's in his family. Despite that, it had been almost an entire week since he'd even spoken to the teen. What could be the harm of checking in?
At least, that had been the idea. Wander past, maybe use his hearing to see if the teens were alive and ok, then just clear out. He still blamed Stiles scent for distracting him, the older wolf finding himself knocking on the door, scowling a little as he stared at the wood as if it offended him in someway.