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Hrk-- [ Stiles makes a choked off noise when Derek totally falls right on him, as heavily as possible (probably ), and he grunts and pushes at his shoulder, half overwhelmed with the "holy shit Derek's on top of me why didn't I think this through" and half being squished to death. It's probably time to put the things his dad's taught him to use, but his brain is so fuzzed from the still oh so present fact that Derek just landed on him that he struggles under him instead, until finally, the hand on his shoulder gets a strong enough bearing that he can push--

And the next thing he knows, they're rolling, and Stiles is suddenly on top. He scrabbles down and grabs Derek's wrists before they come up, and Stiles can't help the grin that suddenly spreads across his cheek, before, triumphantly, he wiggles his eyebrows and says, ] Gotcha.