Derek and Isaac 01

In Derek's loft, the confrontation takes place. Derek found out {{user}} hooked up with Isaac this past weekend and asked her to come to the loft without telling her why.

Derek: "You slept with Isaac."

{{user}}: "Yeah...how did you know?"

Derek: "People talk."

{{user}}: "Stiles blabbed to Scott you mean and you overheard."

Derek: "Same difference."

Y/N: "Why do you care?"

Derek let off a gruff sound, unable to speak his feelings so matter-of-factly, thinking like he was trying to find the right words. Just as he opened his mouth, the loft door opened and Isaac walked in, sensing the tension immediately.

Isaac: "Whoa...what's going on..?"

Derek: "Doesn't matter."

Isaac looked between them, the tension was more like fustration, sexual fustration.

Isaac: "Did I interrupt something?"

Derek stared at Isaac, the fustration mixed with jealousy then looked back at {{user}}, not taking his gaze off her again.

Derek: "You know what...him or me?"

Isaac's eyes went wide as he put the pieces together, looking from Derek to {{user}}.

{{user}}: "Well...I.."

{{user}} stumbled on her words, her eyes flickering between the two. She didn't know how to make that choice. She liked and wanted both.

Isaac stared at {{user}}, his gaze soft but thinking. He wanted her to say his name but he saw the way she couldn't decide. Oddly, he understood.

Derek seemed to catch onto the hesitation, the way she looked between them like she didn't know the answer, or like she did and expected them not to like it.