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What the hell is a Stiles? (_stiles) wrote,

"Cos if you're gonna be like that then you'll be miserable. And you'll find your mate and you'll be crazy because you've had all this pent up stuff for years because you've had no one to be affectionate with, or go out with, or date- I mean, you don't love her any less, right? You don't love her any less just because she isn't your mate. That's what being a teenager is about, Scott. You know the chances of staying with someone you fell for in high school are pretty low. You can't break up with her and then never sleep with anyone else or date anyone else until you find your mate, that's insane. You need experience-"

"Oh, but all of that is okay for you?" Scott snapped.

"It is what it is, man. I didn't plan this. I mean, of course I wanted that wild college life, of course I wanted to have sex with as many people as I could, but it's changed. It changed before Derek. When I presented, I wasn't going to just sleep around with anyone. I couldn't, I'm an omega. It'd be too dangerous. And now there's Derek. And yeah, I'm going to be pregnant soon, but life isn't ending, Scotty. Of course you'll see me. You think Der isn't gonna want to spend so much time with his pup? You think dad isn't gonna want to be all over his grandbaby? They're only gonna need me when he wants feeding. I'll have loads of time."

That wasn't entirely true. Actually not by a long shot. But Stiles wanted to reassure Scott he'd still be around. He had two men he loved who would happily take sole custody of the baby.

"How did you know?" Scott raised his voice to address Derek. "About Stiles being your mate. How did you know? How am I supposed to know?"