What the hell is a Stiles? (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} _stiles) wrote, |
"You can't have that kind of conversation without me! It's about me!" Stiles protested.
"I think, actually, it's a good father-son in law conversation. And since you're neither of those, and since you haven't graduated yet, you can't be a part of it."
"That isn't fair!" Stiles huffed, though he knew well enough not to plead with Derek to back him up on this. He couldn't put his dad and his mate in that position. Both of them wanted nothing but the best for him.
He rolled his eyes and prodded at his breakfast. "Fine. Fine. I'll go to school. I'll get a good education, get a good degree, then you can both be proud of me. Happy?"
"Very," John replied with a grin, sipping his coffee and checking his watch. "Speaking of-"
Scott was waiting again when they pulled into the car park outside the school. His expression was confused again, as though he thought maybe it was a phase that would have passed overnight.
Stiles had his weekend things in the back of Derek's car, and he hefted his school bag onto his shoulder, walking around the car to kiss Derek goodbye. And again, their apparently coupledom got a few raised eyebrows and a few stares from the passing students. But to some of them it seemed obvious, less shocking than it would be if Stiles were a beta. Because obviously Derek Hale would get an actual omega. And male omega were pretty rare. So it wasn't like he was actually really attracted to Stiles...
"See you this afternoon," Stiles murmured, pressing a few lingering kisses to Derek's lips before pulling away to join Scott, casting a little wave over his shoulder.
"So you two are still doing this thing?" Scott asks with his same puzzled expression as they walk up to the main doors.
"Uh, yeah. He's my mate," Stiles replies, trying not to be impatient.
"And you're like- y'know-"
"What?" Stiles asked. "Mates?"
"Having sex," Scott muttered. "You have his scent on you."
Stiles didn't know if Scott just meant Derek's scent or if he meant the smell of their come mixed together.
"Well, we haven't gone all the way yet. But we have the whole weekend together-" Stiles didn't want to say that they were going to do it tonight, it felt like too private a thing to share, which was odd, because he shared everything with Scott.
"And your dad is okay with that?" Scott scoffed.
"Derek's my mate," Stiles said once more, lifting a hand to wave at Erica and Boyd, who were both suddenly close by. Stiles could see their noses twitching slightly. He smelt like their alpha.