It wouldn't be Bitty if there wasn't some sort of baked good to accompany Derek's present, but the scent filling the apartment isn't one that Derek immediately recognizes. He gets distracted for a moment by just how good it smells, tilting his chin up to scent the air.

He realizes what he's doing and gives Bitty a sheepish smile, gift tucked under one arm as he reaches out to squeeze Bitty's shoulder with his other hand. "Is that for me? It smells incredible."