You won't get fired, but they'll probably reassign you to someone who will cause less trouble for you. [ Keeping track of the count-- and then Stiles' humming as he starts-- he continues following the motions easily. It gets to the point where Derek thinks he has it figured out, as they turn and move about in the safety of the guardian outside of the celebrations, that he starts to ease his way into less following, more... not leading, but something that has them synchronized, matching. If he plans on schooling the teacher, he doesn't intend to just yet. Not when he's enjoying the closeness, the way they fit.
A quiet snort escapes him at the jab, and he focuses more on the dance than his response for the time being. The music filtering outside is enough to dance by, though he can hear it more clearly than the human he's dancing with, and that's all he knows outside of their private moment. Someone could come outside, and Derek honestly doubts that he'd notice them. He's too caught up in Stiles, the warm spice of his scent in the crisp autumn night, and the brightness of his eyes when he smiles. ] If only. Then this would be all over much faster.
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A quiet snort escapes him at the jab, and he focuses more on the dance than his response for the time being. The music filtering outside is enough to dance by, though he can hear it more clearly than the human he's dancing with, and that's all he knows outside of their private moment. Someone could come outside, and Derek honestly doubts that he'd notice them. He's too caught up in Stiles, the warm spice of his scent in the crisp autumn night, and the brightness of his eyes when he smiles. ] If only. Then this would be all over much faster.