"Fine, be like that," he said with a dismissive wave of his hand.
That was the only bad thing about Scott. He could keep a secret if he really wanted to. And right now he was holding whatever this was very close to the chest. "I always trust you. That doesn't mean I gotta like it."
That's right. Stiles was playing dirty. "Well, I mean, you could have." He moved as close as he possibly could. If he wanted to get any closer, he would have to start climbing on top of Scott. And he would have if Scott hadn't said that. "Fine." He pulled away and then went to his closer to find something niceish to wear.