Stiles was late. We was supposed to get off at 9:45 to be able to get Tyler by 10 but he got held over. So now at 11:15 he was finally pulling up to Derek’s house. and knocked on the front door. He waited a few moments but knock again when he received no answer. He left out a huff and walked over to the fake rock that had the spare key hidden inside. He slid the key into the lock and slowly opened the door. He searched through the house for Derek but couldn’t find any trace of him or of Tyler. He started to panic and tore through the house in search of his son. He was about to start screaming when he heard the faint sound of a snore coming through the door he knew led to the recently finished basement. He pulled the door open and quickly descended the basement stairs and froze in surprise when he reached the bottom.
Sleeping pads filled the floor and were covered with sleeping mats and blankets. On top of those sleeping mats was Derek, Scott, Jackson, Allison, Lydia, Danny, and Tyler. They were lying in what could only be described as a dog pile. Derek lied in the middle on his side with Tyler cuddled close covered by his comforter from his crib upstairs. Scott lied on his back with his legs somehow tangled with Derek’s but using Jackson’s back as a pillow for his head. Jackson slept next to Tyler and lied half on the mats half on Danny who was cuddled close as Possible to Jackson. Allison somehow managed to use Lydia who was sleeping next to Derek as her personal heating pad but still somehow managed to be cuddled with Scott.
At first he smiled at the sleeping wolfs and the human Allison, but his smile quickly faded when Lydia scooted closer to Derek and tossed an arm around his waist. He felt his anger start to rise but quickly squashed it. He had no say with who Derek dated, the same way Derek had no say with him. He was too tired to deal with this crap. He composed himself and slowly crept around the sleeping wolves until he was close enough to easily reach for Tyler. He was just about to pick him up when Derek’s hand flew out and grabbed his wrist tightly. He gasped and looked into angry glowing red eyes and winced when the bones in his wrist painfully ground together. The red slowly faded when Derek realized who was reaching out for his son.
“What are you doing?”
“I came to get Tyler.”
“It’s late; you have school in the morning, just stay here.” Stiles thought before jerkily nodding and trying to stand. “Where are you going?”
“Sleep down here.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Stiles don’t turn this into an argument just lay down.”
“And where exactly am I supposed to lie?” Stiles whispered harshly.
“Where ever you want, they’ll move.”
“Look Derek I don-”
“Oh my god Stiles shut up and lay down!” Stiles jumped at the sudden sound of Jackson’s sleepy agitated voice. “You’re son is going to be up in an hour crying the least you can do is let me sleep before I have to change his piss filled diaper.” Danny mumbled something Stiles couldn’t understand but it made Jackson nod. When Stiles made no move to lie down Jackson turned glowing green eyes towards him. “Don’t make me beat you.”
Stiles only waited a few moments longer before laying down in the space between Tyler and Jackson. As if sensing his father’s presence, which was possible, Tyler started to fidget in his sleep. Stiles, used to this, just picked him up and laid him on his chest and rubbed a soothing hand along his back, Tyler instantly settled. With the now added space the dog pile instantly shifted.
Jackson rolled onto his side and scooted close to Stiles so his nose was almost touching his side and tossed an arm over his hip. Danny moved so he was spooning Jackson and twined their legs together. Derek cuddled close to Stiles and placed an arm over his hip and tangled one leg with Stiles’. With his pillow gone Scott let out a sound of protest and decided to just curl up close to Jackson instead. Allison moved so she was lying behind and in front of Derek’s legs. Lydia tried to scoot closer to Derek but was awaken by a sudden growl from her Alpha. She let out a haughty huff before rolling over and deciding not to be part of the pile.
“Is this okay?” Derek asked softly.
“It’s a little weird but yeah.” Derek gave him a soft smile. “This doesn’t change anything. I’m still mad at you.” Stiles said softly starting to fall asleep already.
“Be mad in the morning. Go to sleep.”