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Stiles' eyes lit up. Now, that was a good way of getting his attention. "I'll do it here, I'll bring the applications over here and you can watch me do them," he said quickly, his eyes still sparkling with the promise. "Then you can reward me right after! And also check them over, cos I get distracted and I might write something dumb." He was pretty sure his ADHD had been calmer since he'd started seeing Derek, since the two of them had been intimate with each other. Perhaps all this time his ADHD had been a symptom of what he was waiting for.

"Responsible," Stiles nodded his head in agreement. It would be. He wanted a child, but he wanted them both to be ready so that nothing had to be compromised, so that they were absolutely ready.

And yet? Stiles shivered when he met Derek's glowing eyes, a tiny little moan slipping from his lips when Derek mentioned his heat, knotting him, impregnating him. His eyes fluttered, fingers stroking over Derek's chest. "I want that, too. I want it so much. I want to feel our child inside me-"

He smiled softly, nodding his head, because Derek would do that. Of course he would. "Take me to school, pick me up, kiss me goodbye and hello. Put your hands all over my belly- because our baby would have missed you, too."

Another swell of longing went through him.

And yeah, going to see Deaton would probably be for the best. Stiles nodded. "Okay, okay, we'll go and see him. We'll call him and see if he has time tomorrow. I'll keep taking my pills, though."

It would be a lie to say he felt better, but having told Derek made things less bad. "I think just sharing with you," he whispered. "I think it makes it less- I feel less crazy now that I've told you. Now you know."

Stiles looked around, looking for the cake. It was only a few inches away from the edge of the sofa. "No worries on cake locating. But the couch-" yeah, he'd come all over that. "Might need to get some throws or something. Sorry. But that is what happens when you make me come all over things." And oh, yeah, he was covered in cake.

"Shower? I don't think either of us have the strength to lick me clean, huh? I'll clean up the sofa if you wanna put the cake away?" Stiles leant in and kissed Derek softly, lingering against his lips.

Ten minutes later they were back in bed, and everything was as clean as it could be. Stiles spooned up against Derek's side, draped over him. They'd have their whole lives like this. They'd get to wake up together over and over every day. Little additions along the way, then their kids would grow up and live somewhere else, or at least be old enough to not come into their bed, then it'd be the two of them again. But always he and Derek, always waking up together.

"I love you, so much. I can't explain how I feel now. Like, complete. Which is lame, I know. I'm like a bad Hallmark card."

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