Jan. 20th, 2012

Breakfast

Jan. 20th, 2012 10:25 pm
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Title: Breakfast

Author: [livejournal.com profile] aleshia10

Rating: G

Summary: Allison had just scraped the last of the eggs onto a serving plate and placed it on the table along with plates stacked high with toast, waffles, beacon, sausage, and a bowl full of sliced fruit. Stiles was about to start placing food on his plate when it was snatched from his hands. “What do you want?”

Word Count: 606                            

Disclaimer: I own nothing and make no profit what so ever from this.

Breakfast

Derek watched Stiles who watched Danny who was playing with Tyler. Tyler let out a screech of laughter that made Danny smile even more; Derek smiled at his pack mate before turning back to Stiles. “You don’t have to watch him like a hawk. Danny knows what he’s doing.”

“I’m sure he does but this is the first time I’ve seen him with him.” Stiles replied never taking his eyes off the pair. Tyler became still and his face started to turn red Stiles was about to go see what was wrong when Danny made a disgusted face and fanned his hand in front of his nose. Derek couldn’t help the sudden burst of laughter.

Danny turned to face Derek and Stiles. “Your kid is foul man.”  He chuckled before tossing a pillow at Jackson and commanding him to go get diapers and wipes.

“I think they’ve got this handled. Come eat with me?” Derek asked.

“I don’t…”

“He’s fine, trust me. Allison made breakfast, you can eat and still have time to get home and get ready for school.” Stiles sighed before nodding and following Derek up the basement stairs. Derek led Stiles to the kitchen and pulled out a seat for Stiles before sitting next to the teen. Allison had just scraped the last of the eggs onto a serving plate and placed it on the table along with plates stacked high with toast, waffles, beacon, sausage, and a bowl full of sliced fruit. Stiles was about to start placing food on his plate when it was snatched from his hands. “What do you want?”

“I can fix my own plate.”

“Just tell me what you want, don’t argue.”

“A little bit of everything.” Stiles said brows furrowed in confusion. Derek sat about fixing Stiles’ breakfast and had just sat it in front of him when Jackson and Danny emerged from the basement and Lydia came from what Stiles assumed was the bathroom. She reached out for Tyler but Danny shook his head no saying he was okay. Danny sat next to Stiles and Derek watched silently as Jackson fixed Danny’s plate while Danny and Stiles cooed and played with Tyler. He was starting to fix his own plate when Lydia tried to take it from his hand.

“I got it.”

“Let me do it.”

“Lydia I said I got it.”

“Just let me-”

“I said no!” The table fell silent at Derek’s sudden sharpness. Lydia’s eyes flashed an eerie yellow before she rose to stomp away. “Stop.” And she did. “Stop acting like a spoiled brat. Sit down and eat. When you’re done you can go to school and pout all you want.” Lydia sat back down anger obvious in her features but she did as she was told.

Tyler let out a squeak that put all eyes on him he smiled a goofy toothless drool filled smile. Jackson was the first to laugh and soon the whole table was alive with giggles, aside from Lydia of course. Derek shook his head when the laughter died down and tucked into his breakfast. He watched as Danny carefully held Tyler while he ate and Stiles talked to Jackson. He reached his hand out and grabbed Stiles’ free hand that sat under the table. Stiles stopped mid-sentence and gave Derek a confused look. Derek continued eating like nothing had changed. Stiles slowly turned back to face Jackson.

Derek couldn’t fight the smile that spread across his face when Stiles started to rub his thumb along the back of Derek’s hand. He had fucked up big time but maybe he still had time to fix this.

A Date

Jan. 20th, 2012 10:26 pm
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Title: A Date

Author: [livejournal.com profile] aleshia10

Rating: T

Summary: “You,” He said with a shake of his head before stepping away. “are an amazing kisser.” Tony laughed before moving to start pushing the stroller.

Word Count: 979             

Disclaimer: I own nothing and make no profit what so ever from this.

A Date

“I have a date with Derek on Saturday.” Stiles said suddenly looking up at Tony who was making ridiculous faces at the 5 nearly six month old who he held in a sitting position on top of the table in the mall food court.

“That’s nice.” Tony said with an air of nonchalance.

“That’s nice? That all you have to say?”

Tony sighed. “What do you want me to say Stiles? You two have been working things out for over a month now, I was expecting this to come up sooner or later.”

“I thought you cared about me?”

Tony wiped the drool from the teething infant’s mouth with his bib before speaking. “I do Stiles, I care about you a lot, but what do you want me to do? I know you love him, I knew that the moment you first mentioned his name.  I also knew this would happen one day, but it didn’t stop my feelings for you.”

“I’m sorry.” Stiles said, genuinely feeling guilty for inadvertently leading Tony on. “We can still be friends.”

“It’s okay.” Tyler made a raspberry that Tony wiped away with a smile before placing him in his stroller and standing from the table. “Ready to finish shopping?”

Stiles nodded and threw away both of their garbage. Stiles reached out for Tony’s hand. “Is there a way I can make it up to you?”

“Kiss me.” Was Tony’s quick reply.

“Not even gonna think about it?” Stiles said with a chuckle.

“We’ve hugged, cuddled, held hands, and kissed on cheeks. I think if I’m going to be pushed to permanent friend status the least I can get is a proper kiss before its official.” Tony said with a cheeky smile.

Stiles rolled his eyes. “One kiss and that’s it.” Derek is going to kill me, was Stiles’ last thought before soft moist lips covered his own. Stiles wasn’t expecting this, Tony was an amazing kisser. He let out a soft moan and stepped closer to tony, he willingly opened his mouth with his bottom lip was gently nibbled. Tony’s tongue was quick to dive in and map out every crevice it could find. When Stiles let out a whimper Tony pulled away and gave Stiles’ lip a few quick pecks. Tony smirked at Stiles’ dazed expression.

“You okay?”

“I’m fine.” He squeaked. “You,” He said with a shake of his head before stepping away. “are an amazing kisser.” Tony laughed before moving to start pushing the stroller.

“I know.”

****

Stiles pulled up to Derek’s house and carefully removed a sleeping Tyler from his car seat. He dug out his keys to open the door and gently kicked it shut behind him once he was inside. He gave a quick wave to Jackson and Danny who were cuddled on the couch before going upstairs to place Tyler in the crib. He came back down and searched for Derek, coming up empty handed he decided to ask Allison who was typing away on her laptop. “Where’s Derek?”

“He’s the basement with Lydia, training.” She distractedly answered.

“Thanks.” Stiles jogged down the basement stairs and walked over to the room that was sectioned off as a training area for the wolves. We watched as Lydia lunged for Derek and missed. Stiles blinked and the next thing he knew Derek had a panting Lydia pinned to the floor by her neck. She didn’t appear to be worried; she actually liked it if her smirk was anything to go by. She reached up a hand and cupped Derek’s cheek rubbing her thumb against the slightly hair flesh. Stiles shifted and the sound of his feet sliding across the floor got both wolfs attention. Derek seeing who it was quickly rose from his position over Lydia, who sent a harsh glare his way.

“Can I talk to you?” Derek nodded. “In private?” He asked directing his eyes toward Lydia who was slowing rising from the floor.

“Don’t mind me.” She said with a wave of her hand. “Act as if I’m not even here.”

“Lydia.” Derek said sternly.

“Fine.” She snapped. “But remember what we talked about.”  She grabbed a towel from the table and walked quickly from the room but not before giving Stiles a smug smile.

“What was that about?” Stiles asked in obvious confusion.

Derek shrugged. “What did you want?”

“You know that I went to the mall with Tony today, right?” Derek nodded. “I told him about our date on Saturday, and that we could only be friends. I felt bad so I asked him how I could make it up to him…he asked for a kiss.” At this Derek froze before digging into his pocket and pulling out a phone that he absently noticed belonged to Lydia. After a few clicks of the keys he turned the phone towards Stiles. Stiles saw a picture of himself with his lips pressed against Tony’s. He looked up at Derek who he could tell by his eyes was fighting back anger. “I know what it looks like but I’m telling you now the kiss meant nothing. It was just that, a kiss. I know you have no right to believe me but I feel nothing beyond friendship for Tony I swear.”

Derek tossed the phone onto the table that held the towels and before Stiles could realize his intentions he had him on the floor arms pinned above his hand with one hand their groins pressed together, eyes slowly bleeding red. “You kissed him.” He growled. “He kissed you after I told him not to touch what is mine.” Stiles couldn’t help but choke out a moan when Derek thrust their hips together. “I have to show him-show you where you belong.”  Stiles moaned and leaned his head back and allowed Derek more access to his neck. Neither man noticed glowing yellow eyes.

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Title: That Awful Moment

Author: Aleshia10

Rating: T

Summary: “You’re pregnant!” Stiles gave him a jerky nod; eyes not lifting from the table. “Stiles…what…how could you let this happen!”

Word Count: 492             

Disclaimer: I own nothing and make no profit what so ever from this.

That Awful Moment

Stiles but at his thumb nail, a bad habit he had kicked  a few years back but had now started back up with a vengeance. He was going to tell his Dad he was pregnant. He knew that no matter how he phrased it his father was going to pop a fuse. He heard the cruiser pull into the driveway and took a deep calming breath that only further fueled his anxiety and did nothing to calm him down. Hid Dad walked through the front door with a huff and tossed his keys onto the small table by the door.

“Dad I have to talk to you.” Stiles said quickly before he lost his nerve.

“Can it wait until tomorrow?”

“Yes but I’d rather it didn’t.” The sheriff let out a huff and walked into the dining room where Stiles was sitting. He took the seat next to his son and waited for him to start talking.

“Dad…what’s the worst thing that I could do that would make you hate me?”

“I could never hate you Stiles. Depending on what you did I may be disgusted or may not like you but I could never hate you.”

“You didn’t answer my question.” Stiles said with a sigh.

“As long as you didn’t kill anybody, nothing.” The Sheriff gave his son a confused look. “Stiles…what did you do?”

“Dad I swear to you I didn’t do it on purpose, and I know I was stupid to let it happen but don’t be mad at me. Please.”

“Stiles, what did you do?” The Sheriff asked voice rising in panic, thinking the worst.

“I’m pregnant.” Stiles said in a small barely there voice.

The sheriff let out a rush of air in relief then the words finally sunk in. “You’re pregnant!” Stiles gave him a jerky nod; eyes not lifting from the table. “Stiles…what…how could you let this happen!” The Sheriff rose quickly from his seat causing the chair to topple over.

“Dad I’m sorry. Just…please sit down.”

“Sit down? Sit down! You want me to sit after my 16 year old son tells me he’s pregnant!”

“Dad I-”

“Who’s the father?” His dad asked calmly.

The sudden calmness threw Stiles off. “What?

“Who’s the other father?”

“Dad, I don’t-”

“Who is he?!” Anger was creeping back into his voice.

“I can’t tell you.” He said softly.

“Why.”

“It’s…it’s complicated.”

That was all the information the Sheriff needed. He stormed out of the kitchen and straight towards the front door, closely followed by his panicking son.

“Dad where are you going?”

“I’m going to kill Derek Hale.”

“What? Why?”

“I’m not stupid Stiles!” He snapped.  “I know it was him!”

“Dad…please…just-just stay here.” Stiles begged.

“I’ll be back in a few hours.” The door was quickly slammed in his face as his Dad left. Stiles let out a sob he didn’t even know he was holding in. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go.

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