Trick Or Treat

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Trick Or Treat

Derek watched as the photographer took pictures of Tyler who often looked at her with an awe stuck, doe eyed expression. Today was Tyler’s first Halloween and Stiles wanted to savor the moment. Stiles couldn’t take Tyler trick or treating because he promised to help his recovering Dad pass out candy. Tyler happily chewed away on the outside of a candy bar wrapper, eyes still obviously tired from having his nap cut short. He tossed away the candy bar and crawled over to his little drawer.

“Who’s all going with you?”

“As of now it’s just me, why?”

“Would it be okay if Tony went with you?” Stiles asked nervously.

“I guess.”

Stiles smiled and gave Derek a quick kiss on the lips. “Thank you. I already told him you said it would be okay so he’ll be here around 5.” Derek nodded and gave Stiles another kiss that was cut short by their son’s pitiful whine, a sound they knew was quickly followed by tears.

“Get him so I can change before you leave.” Stiles nodded and went pick up their fussy son. Stiles shared a few last words with the photographer before she left and called out to Derek telling him to hurry up. When Derek descended the Stiles didn’t know if he wanted to kiss him or laugh at him. Derek had on a brown sweater vest with a white button up dress shirt and navy tie underneath. A navy blazer with a matching pair of navy shorts that stopped just above his knees. A pair of gray dress socks that stopped just below the knee, a pair of brown dress shoes, and a navy colored ball cap in his hand.

“Oh my god you’re Christopher Robin.” Stiles readjust Tyler on his hip. “You’re Christopher Robin and Tyler’s Tigger and I really wish I had a camera because this is just priceless. I don’t know if I want to kiss you for having the balls to go out dressed like that or to laugh at you for the utter sappiness of the situation.” Stiles said with a smile. Tyler reached out for his Dad and Stiles easily handed him over and quickly dug out his cellphone.

“What are you doing?” Derek asked making a grab for the phone

Stiles stepped out of his reach. “Just let me take one picture.”

“No, Stiles.”

“Please Derek just one.”

“No.”

“Please?”

“No.”

“Derek.”

“No.”

“I’ll blow you if you let me.” Derek stilled and smiled for the picture. A knock came to the door and Stiles snapped two pictures before going to answer the door. “Why do you look like red riding hoods slutty sister?”

“I’m going to a party, not that it’s any of your concern.” It was Lydia. “Where’s Derek.”

“He’s in the play room with Tyler.”

Derek listened to her heal click against wood and muffle against carpet, when she appeared in the door way the smirk that was on her face slowly slid away. “Why aren’t you dressed?”

He looked Lydia over and realized Stiles’ earlier description was oddly accurate. “I never said I was going to the party. I said I’d think about it.”

“I bought your costume.”

“What you bought me was a strip of cloth hardly what I would consider a costume.”

“Am I missing something here?” Stiles asked looking between the two.

“Yes. You are.” Lydia snapped.

“No, you aren’t.”

A devious smirk crossed her features. “You never told him did you?”

Stiles brows furrowed. “Told me what?”

“I challenged your position as Alpha Female well considering you aren’t a girl it’d be Alpha Male.”

Stiles looked between the two with a look caught some place between hurt and confusion.

“Hey did you guys know that you left the front door wide open?” Tony stopped in his tracks and looked at the rooms occupants. “Is everything okay?” When no one answered Tony was about to ask again but was shocked into silence when Stiles suddenly lunged at Lydia.