Pack Mentality :Sterek: 2"Derek, stop! Derek!" Stiles protested as Derek moved closer to him, his head level with Stiles' stomach. Stiles reached down and grabbed the wolf by the hair and pulled him away. "What the hell do you think you're doing? What if someone walks in and you're being a freak of nature and listening to my stomach? That would be a bit weird don't you agree?" Stiles hissed and Derek rolled his eyes.More Like This
"You're my mate and you're carrying my child. Don't you think I should be allowed to hear it?" Derek argued and Stiles crossed his arms, glaring darkly at Derek.
"Maybe when we're alone."
"We are alone!"
"Scott's right there!" Stiles shouted and Derek rolled his eyes.
"Scott is unconscious." Derek said with a raised eyebrow. Stiles sighed and looked away from Derek's eyes. "Stiles? What is it?"
"It's just...I haven't even really wrapped my head around the fact that I'm pregnant, okay? I haven't even broken the news to my dad yet, and jesus is that going to be hell." Stiles muttered, sighing. "I ju
Pack Mentality :Sterek: 1"Why are you so obsessed with Derek anyway? He's just another alpha! There' a pack of them running around town if you really want one! I'm practically an alpha--"More Like This
"No, Scott, you just don't get it, do you? God you're so stupid sometimes! Maybe when you figure it out we can have a civil conversation." Stiles hissed, throwing a file onto Scott's desk and exiting from Scott's window. Scott frowned and sighed, grabbing the manila folder from his desk and opening it. He quirked an eyebrow as he saw Stiles' medical file beneath the cover.
"Seriously, Stiles? What the hell am I looking at this for?" Scott wondered aloud to himself. He sighed and skimmed through the information. Stiles was asthmatic with a very high IQ. His mom died when he was young...but what did that have to do with Derek? Was Stiles' mom a werewolf or something? Scott shook his head and continued reading. Suddenly he saw something that Stiles had never told him before. "No...Stiles you didn't!" Scott exclaimed, dropping th
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"Derek! Paint my face!"
Derek really shouldn't be surprised anymore when he hears the familiar heartbeat of his fiance racing up to the loft but the speed at wich his heart is beating is something to be considered
"Breakfast with your father end early?" he asked right as the door slammed open
"Sorta, just paint my face!" he insisted, slamming a plastic bag in Derek's hands and pulling over one of the new barstools, plopping down and gesturing quickly for him to get on with it
"Do you want to tell me what I'm painting and why?" he asked calmly
Because at this point Derek was sort of immune to Stiles' eccentricities
"Have you watched the news?" Stiles frowned
Derek glanced in the bag and noticed that all seven colors of the rainbow were in it, smiling and grabbing the brush as he started to take the little tubes of face paint out
"As a matter of fact I haven't but Lydia texted me earlier, going to the parade?" he guessed as he started pouring the paint out