#stiles and derek are married

[sterekmpreg]

Allison, starting at Eli and Derek confused: why does your son act like Stiles so much?

Derek: well, you see-

Eli: hey! That's my mommy you, bitch!

#sterek and eli #sterek pack #mpreg sterek #sterek #sterek parents #sterek married #stiles and eli #derek x stiles #stiles stilinski #stiles stilinski x derek hale #stiles is a mom #stiles x derek #derek hale x stiles stilinski #pack mom stiles #pack dad derek #eli hale #eli stilinski hale #sterek and baby eli #elias stilinski hale #stiles and derek are elis parents #sterek are elis parents #elias hale #eli is stereks lovechild #allison argent #allison x lydia #aunt Allison argent #mommy stiles #daddy derek #baby sterek #sterek baby

[hedwig221b]

WIP Wednesday

I was tagged by @dear-massacre, @endwersed and @thotpuppy! Thanks so much to all of you!

This time I actually have a wip that I can share. So how about some good pining?

💔

Derek was there.

Stiles’ heart drummed against his ribcage in an excited greeting, his face heated.

Determined not to embarrass himself, Stiles set up a light run to hopefully explain his bothered appearance.

“Hey, losers,” he blurted once he got to the small group lounging on the grass. He slapped a hand against Scott’s in a greeting, smiled at Allison, and fell next to Derek.

“Hey sunshine,” the latter grunted, not opening his eyes.

Stiles huffed at the usual greeting. He only allowed himself a small glimpse.

Arms under his head, bulging biceps, a sliver of the hairy stomach between the t-shirt and the jeans. A chiseled face sculpted by gods and a slight frown put there by the annoying sun.

Stiles swallowed and turned away. Grabbing his backpack, he began to roam inside in search of his packed lunch, all the while exhaling as furtively as he could.

Derek Hale did tend to make him lose his breath.

#sterek #sterek fic #stiles x derek #sterek fanfic #derek x stiles #sterek fanfiction #my fics #i looooove pining #'hey sunshine' says Derek and Stiles somehow thinks they're NOT gonna get married??? #like #you are destined to be together ❤

[incorrectsterekquotes]

stiles: derek, can you give me your hand?

derek, extending his hand: Sure, but why–

stiles: IN MARRIAGE! HA! NOW YOU HAVE TO MARRY ME, RULES ARE RULES, DEREK! NO TAKE BACKS!

derek: 

#derek: we are already married...? #sterek #incorrect quotes #stiles stilinski #derek hale

[fogsy-feel]

Fic snippet

Currently working on a Sterek fic based on my Old Money Stiles fanart.

“What is your intention with my son?” His fathers accent is thicker than Stiles, and Derek blinks blankly as he tries to process this. In the end neither of them really listen to Derek's answer. Not when his father turns to him and says in Polish. “Be careful.”

Stiles rolls his eyes, answering back. “He’s harmless.”

“That’s not what I mean.” His father shoots back. “He’s going to propose.”

That's not what Stiles was expecting to hear. “What!” He shouts. Derek's still sitting there awkwardly looking between them both, not understanding a word. Stiles shakes his head frantically. “No he isn’t…W-Why would you think that!”

His father points. “Look at him! He’s basically asking for my permission!”

“No he isn’t. He hasn’t said anything!” Stiles turns to Derek and forces a smile, needing his dad to stop talking. “He asked if you wanted to stay for dinner.”

Derek grimaces, but nods. 

They stand on the porch after, watching Derek get in the car and leave. He sits in the driver's seat for a moment, looks up. Smiles a tiny bit, and waves before he starts the engine. Shit.

“How do you know?” Stiles asks his father.

“The look in his eye.” He mutters, stepping away to go inside. “It’s the same glint I had in mine. When I met your ma.”

#Sterek #Fic snippet #Derek Hale #stiles stilinski #Current at 12k but wont be posted for a while #so ya'll can have this #Derek is a rich American who meets Stiles in Poland #and they get married like a month after meeting #Drama ensues #Fan fiction

[stereklyrics]

Okay but CEO Derek just married his long-term boyfriend, Stiles, but like no one but family and close friends even knew he was in a relationship, 'cause he's private like that. When Derek shows up at his office with a ring on his finger, the employees were all like "What the fuck?!" and then some rumors started that since like everyone flirted with Derek, he decided to take extreme measures and started using a wedding ring just to avoid at least some of this flirting. Erica, who works for Derek and is one of Derek's and Stiles' close friends, tells Derek the rumors and he's just like "Well, I suppose it's time to introduce Stiles to my employees?" Erica laughs and says "I don't think it's a good idea, Der. We both know Stiles would drag these people on the ground just because they dared to say you would do something like that." Derek stays silent for a bit and then says "You're right. Maybe you can do something? I mean, everyone knows that you're my friend...So if someone asks you, just tell them the truth. Show the wedding photos and videos I know that you have."

#alternative universe #supernatural is still a thing tho #sterek #sterek is eternal #eternal sterek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #stiles stilinski x derek hale #stiles x derek #ceo derek #erica reyes #hale pack #married sterek #secret marriage...kinda #fic ideas #fic prompt

[renmackree]

Stiles: Throw me to the wolves and I'll come back pregnant.

Derek: What?

Stiles: What?

#incorrect teen wolf quotes #welcome to the hale mouth #À paraphrase but something my husband told me #I married stiles #So does that make me Derek?

[granny-weatherwax]

Sterek au where it's just the legend of sleepy hollow except the legend is a werewolf, Stiles is Ichabod, Derek is Brom, and Lydia is Katrina.

#the legend of sleepy hollow #sleepy hollow #sterek #derek hale #stiles stilinski #lydia being coquettish is bc she literally hates all her suitors #excepting maybe Stiles but she doesnt want to marry him #also derek being put off by stiles wooing her bc hes a little too fond of stiles 😌

[tofixtheshadows]

Sorry but Teen Wolf wasn't even good at queerbaiting. Your brain has been rotted by fandom if you think that show spent more than five minutes queerbaiting Sterek. The delusional version of Teen Wolf that fandom still lives in was cemented somewhere in the middle of season two and nothing that happened in the actual show afterwards could do anything to change their minds. Those men were just standing next to each other. Usually not even that. Sterek shippers have spent years trying to recreate the high of that forced unfunny one liner from season 2. Meanwhile there were already queer characters on that show you couldn't care less about. Get help.

#I am aware that they (Jeff Davis) really wanted the clout but they could not even commit to it #real queerbaiting writers would have made a forced joke about Derek and Stiles arguing like a married couple or something #lowest hanging fruit and they couldn't even do that. they let you do all the work for them instead. #Teen Wolf fandom problems #Dea laughs at the Teen Wolf fandom

[sapphireginger]

High on Zipping into Love: Full Story

Fully Posted

Summary:

Stiles Stilinski is the owner and alpha of Howlin' Heights. The zip line park is one of the most popular attractions in the country.

Seems a man and his son agree. The son? So. Freaking. Adorable. The man? So. Freaking. Gorgeous. Stiles may be crushing. Too bad they'll be gone by the next day.

Or will they?

AO3 Link

#teen wolf #stiles stilinski #derek hale #sterek #high on zipping into love #24/24 #fully posted #angst #fluff #alternate universe - human #zipline park owner stiles stilinski #single parent derek hale #single parent stiles stilinski #married sterek #olivia stilinski (oc) #zeke hale (oc)

[handsofred]

What do you mean?

New Ficlet of mine that has been a mind worm for a couple of days now since I saw a video on twitter of a couple who found out that they weren’t technically married due to a mistake. As soon as I saw it, I instantly imagined it being Stiles and Derek

Read fully on AO3 here 

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Stiles stared down at the letter in his hands, his fingers curling the edges and shaking as he kept re-reading the words on the page. His vison blurred for a moment before his heart lurched and he was up on his feet and moving through the house and calling Derek’s name out. With each moment his husband didn’t appear, the more frantic he became until he was yelling Derek’s name out as he crashed through the kitchen and through to the little study that Derek had added on to the house a few years back.

‘’Stiles.’’

His husband’s words were calm as he twisted in his chair and turned towards him, and for a moment Stiles paused, taking in the whiteness that was starting to pepper his husband’s beard, the brightness of his eyes before he was shaking his head and almost yelling his name again, heart beating just as fast inside his chest.

‘’We’re not married!’’

The exclaim was met with a raised brow and a slight tugging of Derek’s lips as he turned his chair around fully and rested his hands against his stomach, fingers linking through each other. ‘’What do you mean?’’

‘’We aren’t married!’’ Stiles repeated as he brandished the crinkled letter in his hand and pushed forward towards him, shoving the paper under Derek’s nose. ‘’according to this, we’ve never been married, there’s no trace of us getting married…the law states that we’ve been living as boyfriend and boyfriend for the past seven years!’’

Panting harshly as he relinquished the letter to Derek’s hands, he watched as Derek skimmed his eyes across the pages before they both seemed to turn and look at the framed photo sat on the desk, one taking on the day of their wedding. The two of them stood in their matching suits and staring at each other with adoration, the preserve a back drop before Stiles was turning back to stare at well…his boyfriend technically.

Chewing on the edge of his thumb nail, he watched as Derek looked the letter over again, a small frown appearing between his brows before he sighed and shook his head. ‘’Look, there has to be some kind of mistake.’’

‘’Of course, there is.’’ Stiles scoffed. ‘’We got married, all adult like and responsible like instead of eloping like I said we should do.’’

‘’We both know that if we had done that, you would’ve regretted it afterwards.’’ Derek pointed out with a slight smirk which drove Stiles insane sometimes but he couldn’t help but fault it either, knowing that Derek was right, he would’ve regretted eloping to get married and have their friends and family miss out on such an important day.

‘’But what are we going to do Der? We know that getting you on my insurance is important, even if you don’t need it with your wolfiness and everything.’’ He stated as he waved his hand over the man in front of him. ‘’We’ve been paying out taxes together and filling them out as married for the past seven years and now they are saying that our marriage doesn’t exist at all.’’

#Sterek #Ficlet #Married Sterek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #ao3

[thotpuppy]

Another piece I did recently. It was a gift for my own puppy, @/batstinski on twitter. They said they liked it when derek wore sweaters and looked comfy and I felt pretty darn inspired hehe definitely full screen this on desktop if you can! it's a huge file with lotsa little details. (:

#sterek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #autumn vibes #married #my art

[sterekmpreg]

Stiles, seductively: do you want to have sex with me?

Derek: you know, honey, there's a gun in your nightstand. If I ever say no to that question I want you use it on me immediately.

#sterek #stiles and derek #derek and stiles #derek x stiles #stiles x derek #derek hale #stiles stilinski #derek hale x stiles stilinski #stiles stilinski x derek hale #sterek married #married sterek #husbands sterek #sterek husbands #Derek would never turn that down

[hedwig221b]

Mountain to Hide Behind

Dearest anon, I bestow upon thee a prompt fill. (whacks you on the head with it)

ao3

Stiles was going to be the best parent that ever parented. Any other option was out of question. The end.

He had swept all of Derek’s boring business books from the front of the shelves, replacing them with baby books. The baby wasn’t even here yet, but he already had his schedule figured out. Stiles was the master at swaddling and changing diapers, had a content of ingredients for a perfect baby formula fucking memorized.

So, safe to say, he wasn’t quite yet ready to deal with heartbroken teenagers.

He thought he had time! Then Cora’s boyfriend decided to downgrade to an ex and here they were.

Stiles was standing in the doorway of their guest room and wringing his hands for a few minutes, before finally taking in a deep breath and opening the door.

“Cora, sweetheart,” Stiles forced out a smile. “The lunch is ready, darling.”

The she-wolf took out one headphone and turned to glare at him in a scary imitation of her brother.

“Fuck off,” she muttered and turned away again to lie down on the bed.

Okay, then.

Eli kicked him in the stomach in the show of silent support. Stiles caressed his round stomach and went (he wasn’t waddling, it was too early yet, shut up!) to the kitchen to eat his pasta alone.

*

Cora stomped downstairs right in time for dinner, though. Stiles highly suspected it was because she heard Derek’s car getting closer. At least now she was going to eat. What would Talia say if she heard he was starving her precious baby? No, ma’am.

The girl slumped down on her seat and started scraping a fork through the contents of her plate with the grumpiest expression. Was something wrong with food?

“Stiles?”

The voice brought a beaming smile to Stiles’ face. Problems? What problems? His mate was here, therefore nothing mattered.

He lifted himself up from the chair and went to greet his husband, who was already smiling at him in return.

Derek dropped his suitcase, took off his tie and cupped Stiles’ face with his big hands.

“Hi, baby,” he muttered into his lips and kissed him.

After so many years of dating and then being married, Stiles found that the whole ‘the spark is gonna die out’ thing was utter bullshit. Like, how on Earth was he supposed to not want to drop to his knees when faced with this absolute hunk of his husband? Stiles could swear on his life he was falling more and more in love with Derek since he became pregnant. He was ready to build a shrine to his mate, he was so motherfucking sexy and so handsome and so caring. Stiles was obsessed, to a scary degree.

He moaned into the kiss, winding his hands around Derek’s muscular shoulders for support. Mmm, so tall, so big, so handsome.

“Missed you,” Stiles murmured, pressing another kiss to his stubble-covered cheek.

Derek chuckled. His eyes were soft. “Missed you, too.” He then put a hand on Stiles’ stomach and snorted a laugh at being immediately kicked. “Hello to you, too, love.”

“I’m telling you, he knows when you’re coming home,” Stiles remarked, leaning his weight on the alpha, as the man put arms around him. “He’s a little alarm clock.”

“And a soccer player, and a kickboxer, and a—“

“A wonder! He’s a wonderful boy of an amazing father who’d better hurry and wash his hands or his dinner will get cold.”

Derek smirked at him. “As you wish, sweetheart,” he said and sneaked a gentle bite on Stiles’ jaw, before immediately jumping away from Stiles’ hand and disappearing down the hall.

Stiles bit his lip, stretched wide in a smile. He was so incredibly silly, just ughh!

His good spirit, however, dwindled a bit after a murderous glare that Cora gave him upon entering the kitchen. Seriously, what was going on? They weren’t inappropriate and it wasn’t like they’ve left her alone for that long…

During the dinner Cora stayed silent, having only muttered a ‘hi’ to her brother. Derek, who grew up with two sisters, was used to this kind of behavior, so he just ignored it. Which, rude! The girl needed support! Maybe not Stiles’, based on her glares, but someone’s!

Feeling Derek’s eyes upon him, Stiles looked up and instantly felt himself blush from his mate’s half-lidded look.

“What?” Stiles smiled.

Derek shrugged. “Just wondering how do you get prettier each time I see you.”

Oh, my GOD.

The thing about Derek, one of many that made Stiles lose his mind, is that he was an insane flirt. Was, during their dating period, then smoothly carried it over to their married life. Honestly, who needs the blood of a hundred virgins — Derek’s compliments made Stiles feel ten years younger.

Stiles beamed at him. “You’re so nice to me.”

“Just being honest.”

A fork clung against the plate with an awful loud sound.

“Is this how it is going to be with you two?” Cora grumbled, grabbed her plate and shoved it inside the sink.

“You mean, with me and my mate?” Derek lifted an eyebrow.

Cora threw a sour look at him, pursed her nose, then went back upstairs. Her door shut with a frustrating thud.

Derek and Stiles looked at each other in an unspoken solidarity, before the alpha sighed.

“Come here,” he spread his arms.

As if Stiles needed to be asked twice. He dove right into his lap and for the warm embrace, pressing his stomach to Derek’s front. It wasn’t long before Eli realized there were hugs going on and started drumming on Stiles’ insides with his feet.

It took one wince from Stiles for Derek to put his hand against his stomach and pull out the pain.

“I love you,” Stiles sighed, laying his head on his husband’s shoulder.

“Love you, too.”

*

New day, new try!

“Cora, darling, do you want to watch ‘Moana’ with me?”

“No, I don’t. Fuck you and your stupid cartoons.”

… Alright.

Was he really the same as a teenager? Stiles shoved another handful of popcorn into his mouth. Surely, he wasn’t that bad. There was one time when he and Scott sneaked out to the forest to have a drink over Scott’s broken heart. Very dangerous and irresponsible.

So, yeah, it was for the best that Cora was staying here and not vomiting her guts out in the forest.

Stiles could handle some misplaced teenage angst. He could! He was an adult. An adult who would soon have his own child.

Oh, god.

Great, now his eyes were burning. Stiles sniffled and picked up another popcorn, glancing down at his stomach. He wasn’t even that huge yet, but the feeling of being a beached whale was creeping up on him with a concerning speed.

But that wasn’t the reason for his sudden mood change. He just realized how much he wanted to watch cartoons with his kid. To have him sit on his lap, to munch on the popcorn together, laughing and singing songs. Stiles sniffled again.

And he wanted Cora to be better! And not snap at him.

*

Unfortunately, Derek’s strategy of ‘leave her alone and she’ll come around’ wasn’t working. Well, for Derek it might have been wonderful, but not for Stiles, who was locked inside with the girl for days.

She refused to eat lunch with him, which only made Stiles worry more; she snapped at him constantly and was downright rude sometimes. And, while Stiles grit his teeth and reminded himself that she was just a hormonal teenage werewolf going through some hard times, he was also a hormonal, albeit human man, with a freaking baby inside him.

His temper wasn’t as steel as it was before. If it ever was, at all…

Stiles tried to remember that Cora probably didn’t mean what she said, but… Sometimes, it felt like she did.

“You look huge.”

Stiles frowned at his own reflection, where he was trying on new pants.

“Well, I am pregnant, so…”

“So? You still look huge.” Cora rolled her eyes.

Stiles’ eyes fell down without a thought from him. He smoothed a hand down the round top.

“It happens sometimes,” he argued weakly. “It will pass. Besides, I don’t care.”

“I bet Derek does.”

Stiles’ heart missed a beat.

He knew, he knew for a fact, that Derek still found him desirable. The pregnancy didn’t drop their libido, but instead made it fucking sky-high. They had an extremely active sex life, thank you very much; Derek was an attentive partner, always gentle with him, but no less hungry. One time Stiles actually caught him drooling at the sight of him, walking naked and rubbing his belly after a shower on one particularly hot day. And the wolf hadn’t even denied it, instead lifted his eyebrow like ‘yes the sight of you makes me extremely horny, are we going to do something about it or what?’.

So the notion that Derek somehow cared about the weight he gained was completely ridiculous. Completely. Ab-absolutely. Yeah.

Stiles looked down again.

“Have you seen people he works with?” Cora continued, appearing not interested and scrolling through her phone. “Like, Erica and Isaac? He got an entire building with people looking like them. And then he comes home to this—“ she lifted her eyebrows and shook her head.

“I don’t know what you’re implying, Cora,” Stiles started throwing the clothes he pulled out for a try-on back into the closet. “We are mates. He loves me. End of story.”

“Sure. Whatever you say.”

Stiles tried to swallow a lodge in his throat; once the grain was planted in his mind, he knew he would obsess over it to the very end.

“He’s allowed to look, though,” Cora added as if in an afterthought, before huffing at the mess he made.

“He is,” Stiles bit out, left everything as it was and stormed out of the room.

*

Derek was late.

Between Eli kicking up a storm and Cora’s meaningful smug glances, Stiles was going mad. Yes, definitely mad and not close to tears.

He ate half of his own usual portion, before putting the rest in the containers and retreating to his and Derek’s bedroom for the remainder of the evening.

*

“What are you doing?”

“Sniffing your shirt, what does it look like I’m doing?”

Derek snorted and walked over to him, slid hands over his stomach and snatched the shirt from his hands. The wolf brought it to his face and sniffed.

“It’s a fresh one, love.”

Stiles just sighed. Did he really become one of those spouses that suspects their significant other at every turn? It was humiliating a little, but the worry was brewing in his mind and heart, buzzing around like a bunch of angry wasps.

“If you’re so worried that I’m stinky, don’t refuse to shower with me next time.” Derek smacked a kiss on Stiles’ bared neck, then quickly got distracted and started trailing kisses down the neck, pressing Stiles’ ass back to himself.

Stiles closed his eyes and bit his lips. “You’re gonna be… mmmhm… late.”

“I don’t want to go to work,” Derek grunted, sucking a mark on his shoulder, lapping at it with his tongue. “You are here, so delicious and fucking glowing. Want to stay home and fuck you.”

This high libido of his may have started because of the pregnancy of his mate, but if it was that strong, who’s to say he wasn’t getting rid of it during the day? Stiles knew how others looked at his husband — the same way he did, but what if…

‘He’s allowed to look, though.’

… what if he looked back?

Stiles swallowed and squeezed his eyes shut, begging for the images of his traitorous mind to disappear.

“I love you,” he whispered.

“Love you, too.”

*

Derek was late for another few days after that.

Stiles tried to keep his head up high, mostly not to agitate Eli, who was getting angry at not receiving hugs from his father at appropriate times. But staying at home with Cora, whose jabs were getting more and more painful with each passing day, was even worse.

Thus, Stiles began to go for walks. For as long, as his feet and bladder would allow; he walked, lost in thoughts.

Derek’s behavior wasn’t really any different, if one didn’t count him being late every day. His kisses were still passionate, hugs tight, caresses gentle and loving. Maybe it was all in Stiles’ head.

But why wasn’t Derek telling him why he was late and acted like it was normal?

Coming back to the house with a heavy heart, Stiles didn’t expect to be faced with a wide-eyed and fuming Derek.

He didn’t even get to walk through the door like usual, before getting snatched off the street back into the house and patted down with shaking hands.

“Where the fuck were you?” Derek growled, looking carefully at every inch of Stiles. “Why didn’t you take your phone with you? Why did you go out alone, for fuck’s sake, Stiles…”

One thing Stiles could not handle was negativity, not from Derek and not now.

Derek’s face paled at the sight of moisture gathering in Stiles’ eyes. The man grabbed his face and flashed his eyes at him.

“What happened? Did someone do something? Stiles, baby, answer me, I’m going to fucking kill anyone who—“

“Start with yourself, maybe.”

Stiles’ breath hitched.

Both of them turned to look at Cora, who tried to look nonchalant, while leaning on the handrails. She had her lips pursed and lifted one very judgmental brow at her brother.

“What?” Derek blinked at her, confused.

“What I said,” she sneered. “Did you honestly think he wouldn’t notice your absence? He can’t even stomach his dinner, because he knows you’re busy fucking side-chicks as he does so.”

A stunned silence filled the room.

Right then, faced with the sentence he was too scared to even think of, Stiles couldn’t take it anymore. At his first mortifying quiet sniff, Derek swerved around too look at him.

He looked horrified.

“Baby,” he said with desperate softness, “you… you know this is bullshit, right?”

Unable to look him in the eyes, Stiles lowered his gaze down on his chest and tried his hardest not to cry. He stayed silent, because what could he possibly say? That his mind was already plagued with scenarios of Derek leaving him? Because what would become of him then?

Derek raked a hand through his hair and turned to his sister, who watched both of them with her head pointed high. The wolf’s eyes flashed red, fangs glistened in the warm lighting of the hall.

“What the fuck have you been saying to him?” he growled.

“What you don’t have the balls to!” Cora shouted, making Stiles flinch. “All of you are the same! It’s ‘forever’ and it’s ‘I love you’ until the first flipped skirt—“

And then Derek roared, walking over to her. “I’m not the same as your dumb fucking boyfriends, Cora! I’m married to him, we’re fucking mates, for fuck’s sake! Are you insane? We’re having a child together, not an English lesson!”

“Fucking whatever,” her voice trembled as she looked to the side.

“It’s not ‘whatever’. He is not allowed to be stressed! At all! That’s why I was fucking late — I’m passing the business over to Peter to be able to stay at home with Stiles for the next months.”

Oh. Oh, Derek.

The wolf cursed and rubbed his eyes, then flashed them at his sister. “Go to your room, I’ll talk to you in the morning.”

Cora’s eyes filled with angry tears. Without any further words, she turned around, went to her room and slammed the door shut.

Stiles didn’t dare to look at him. A myriad of conflicting feelings tore his heart apart, most present of them guilt and misery.

“Kitten.”

Big arms wound themselves around Stiles, pressing him close to a hot body. Stiles tucked his face into Derek’s neck and sobbed.

“I’m sorry—”

“Baby, it’s okay.”

“But, like, how could I think—“

“Shh, none of this is your fault,” Derek kissed his temple and sighed against it, stroking the back of his head. “It’s all on me. I’m so fucking stupid. I wanted to make a surprise for you, I know how you want me home, but never say anything.”

In the safety of his protective embrace, swaddled up in the loving warmth of his words, Stiles began to calm down. Derek always had this effect on him. This man was his anchor, his mountain to hide behind when the storms are raging on.

Derek leaned in to whisper into his ear.

“You know, you are the only thing on my mind. And I mean it literally. There’s nothing in there, besides your angel face. Every time I walk outside to go to work, it takes every bit of my control not to turn back. Erica fucking hates me now, because Boyd got a baby fever because I don’t shut up about you and our plans for the kid.” He chuckled, making Stiles sigh and shiver from the heat of his breath. “You know what else I do? I sit at meetings and just look at the clock and count down the minutes before I could go home. Why do you think Peter is so eager to take over? I’m useless to them. I can’t think of anything else, other than you.”

“Derek,” Stiles whined, feeling relief in his heart and blush on his cheeks.

They fell into each other, with sighs and desperation, to seal the certainty on their hearts. Derek’s kiss was as demanding as it was giving, with his hands still trembling on Stiles’ sides.

“I love you.”

“Love you, too.”

And, of course, their kid chose this moment to gently kick at Derek through Stiles’ stomach, as if saying ‘Are you two idiot parents of mine done? I need my hugs.’

They separated and laughed quietly, swaying in each other’s embrace.

*

“Cora, sweetie.”

“… What.”

Finally.

“Can you tell me what that was?”

The poor girl threw herself off the bed, with her hair crazy and bags under the eyes.

“What that was?! I’m tired of looking at the two of you! ‘Stiles this’ and ‘Derek that’, you’re disgusting! I get it, you’re happy and in love, and it’s never fucking like that in my life, so stop shoving it in my face! How are you not sick of each other?”

Stiles watched her pace around the room, as the realization dawned on him.

Fucking Hales.

“Because we love each other.” When Cora huffed and rolled her eyes, Stiles continued, not allowing her to interrupt. “It’s real and it’s not going anywhere.” He put a hand on his belly. “And that’s it. No drama, no bad feelings. We have an entire happy ending to live through.”

After letting the thought brew in her mind for a few minutes, Stiles patted the seat next to himself and Cora, to his surprise, obediently sat down.

“Why can’t I have what you have?” she said barely above whisper, not looking at him.

“Child, please,” Stiles poked her in the arm and smirked. “My life consists of trips to the bathroom and weird food cravings at two a.m.. It’s not fun. Yes, it’s amazing and it’s a miracle, but fun it is not. Live some life. Experiment. True love will come and whack you on the head and then you’ll be like me and Derek, stupidly in love. Speaking of life, have you ever kissed a girl?”

Cora spluttered and went completely red in the face, looking a little too wide-eyed.

“Stiles!”

“Did you like it?” Stiles grinned.

“Oh, god…”

“Uh-huh.” Stiles bit his lip to stop the ‘mad evil scientist’ laugh from escaping, before clapping Cora on the shoulder. “Now, bring me the laptop, we’re going to ruin your ex’s life.”

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Hard to write a meet cute when Stiles is such an asshole. Gotta make Derek a bit of a masochist, if this is supposed to be love at first insult.  

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Okay but...Supernatural is still a hidden thing and married Sterek. Stiles is a true crime YouTuber and his fans keep asking him to cover the Hale fire case or even Laura Hale's murder and he keeps denying, saying there's not much to cover anyways. And Stiles always takes his wedding ring off to film his videos, 'cause his ring has the Hale Pack symbol in it and he doesn't want any hunters stumbling across his videos or something, so he says he's married but isn't really the type of jewelry so he doesn't wear a ring, when people ask.

One day Stiles is livestreaming and is talking about a few updates of a few cases, when someone asks again for him to cover the Hale fire and Laura Hale's murder and Stiles is just like "There's not much information about it, so I don't really want to bring something so incomplete here." and when the same person points out he's from Beacon Hills and is a Sheriff's son and he can get the info if he wants to, Stiles says "Well, not really. There's not enough police files either." and people start to say to him that if he doesn't want to cover the cases, he should just say it instead of keep giving excuses to not cover it. So he says "Yeah, I don't wanna cover it. I have a personal reason to why I don't want to cover it, so please stop asking."

Stiles is venting about it to Derek after this specific live and Derek says "Well, you can cover it in a different way, then." Stiles is confused so he asks "Different how?" Derek replies "You can just give a resume about it and then you can interview Cora, Peter and me as the victims. It would be something and your followers would stop asking you to cover it." Stiles immediately goes like "No, I won't put you nor Cora nor Peter through having to relive the fire." and Derek just says "For you? We don't mind. And yes, I've talked to Cora and Peter about it, I know your followers have been bugging you about it for a while now, so..." Stiles sighs and says "If you guys are really sure about it...But Sourwolf, babe, I really don't wanna make you or Cora or Peter uncomfortable." Derek kisses Stiles and says "You won't, that's our decision."

So Stiles does exactly that, but people are still curious on why the Hales agreed to do this interview when they've always denied interviews. Stiles covers it by saying the Hales were old family friends and that's why he didn't want to cover the Hale fire or Laura's murder.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall/Kira Yukimura, Lydia Martin/Jackson Whittemore Additional Tags: High School Reunions, Stiles' friends don't believe Derek exists, Author Derek, Polish nicknames, married!sterek, Secret Relationship, but not really, PLEASE READ NOTE AT BEGINNING Summary:

Stiles get a postcard in the mail inviting him to the Beacon Hills High School 10 Year Reunion. To be fair his high school years sucked, due to horrible, and unfaithful friends, so when he got this letter he really didn't want to go without someone by his side. Thankfully his husband, famous mystery author Derek Hale, is free and Stiles is going to show him off shamelessly.

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