*After class, Stiles is talking to an FBI intern, Derek is standing far behind*
Stiles, excited: Can't believe they are going to teach us weapons using. Finally!
Intern, smiling: You seems really excited.
Stiles: Hell yeah! Every time I put my fingers on them, it didn't went well!
Stiles: There's one time I touched a crossbow and almost killed my best friend.
Intern: Really?! The only weapon I had ever used is a taser.
Stiles: That's pretty cool. I used to carry a bat with me, it saved my life everytime.
Intern, wrap his arm around Stiles' shoulder: You gotta tell me more, Sti, and we're so gonna be friends!
Intern: Uh Stiles? Do you know that guy over there?
Stiles, waves at Derek: Oh that's Derek, my boyfriend.
Intern, frown: Is he— snarling at me?
Stiles: Don't worry, he won't bit you. Hey, Derek!
Intern: *step forward to Stiles*
Intern: *put hand on Stiles*
Intern, terrified: *puts hand down*
Stiles: Hey, sour wolf! Stop being territorial! You scared him!
Stiles: I apologize. He's a little bit protective of me.