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What the hell is a Stiles? (_stiles) wrote,
@ 2017-10-31 20:08:00

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Stiles really hadn’t been expecting to actually fall asleep before nine. Because he never had before. Aside from if he hadn’t slept for a day or so. He’d been intending to just fake being asleep until his dad had checked on them, but John had come in (expecting some fake sleeping, too) to find Stiles on his back, snoring, and Derek cuddling against him. Derek was even more of a good influence than John could have hoped.

Stiles woke up before his alarm again. And he felt amazing. Not just because it was Friday, and not just because it was Friday. But waking up with Derek did that for him. He leant over and kissed Derek gently on the lips. He ran his fingers gently over the scruff on his mate’s jaw. He hoped he’d be able to grow somewhat of a beard, but omegas didn’t tend to, especially if he was thinking of having babies all the time.

“Do I have to go to school?” Stiles asked quietly as they sat down for breakfast, glancing over his shoulder to check his dad wasn’t creeping up on them. “I’ve got lame classes today, I can breeze through them, we could just go back to yours-“ he said softly. He knew Derek wouldn’t agree. He knew Derek would make him stay in school even during his free periods. Derek was going to be a good dad.

He was glad he actually got to see his dad before he headed to school, though. John woke up and joined them for coffee just before they left. He didn’t seem at all surprised to see Derek still there.

“You both slept well, hm?” He asked with a smirk over the rim of his coffee cup. “Good early night?”

“Well we both have busy days- I’ve got school, Derek has realtor and grocery appointments, got to be well rested,” Stiles said with a shrug. He had no other explanation, other than all the sex they’d had and the fact that sleeping next to Derek was incredibly calming.

“Busy weekend?” John asked.

“Stuff with the pack,” Stiles replied easily.

“So you’re like- the...pack deputy now?” John queried. The ins and outs of werewolf packs and their workings weren’t completely common knowledge among humans without a pack. And it varied a lot. So John had no real knowledge of where Stiles now fit in. “You were in Scott’s pack though?”

“Well yeah,” Stiles shrugged. “But Derek is my mate. It’s not like we’re all adhereing to usual pack dynamics here anyway, dad.”

John looked at Derek. He’d known Talia and the Hale pack, he’d been a year beneath Derek’s dad in school, they’d played lacrosse together, he knew things were different. Dating, bonding, mating.

“If you have some time, Derek, maybe you can... run through some things with me.”

“Dad-“

“Son, it’s important. This is your life now. You’re mates with a werewolf. I need to know what that entails.”

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_stiles
2017-12-29 10:30 am UTC (link)

Stiles tipped his head in surprise, half turning to ask Derek as what, wanting to know. Derek could smell it, obviously. The way he had smelt it on Stiles. Maybe an omega- at the very least a beta able to carry children. The way he sought affection, the way he melted into their touches, it would make sense if he had heats, too. But Derek hadn’t said and Stiles wasn’t going to present his assumptions in front of everyone else. Maybe it was obvious to everyone, though-

He wondered what Scott would say. But then something else- what if Isaac was Scott’s mate? He was reaching, he knew that. Scott has never had any inclination towards men, but he and Isaac had always been close, they had a bond different to the one Stiles had with Scott, and Stiles had been jealous, very jealous. But what if that was the reason? The same reason he’d always been drawn to Derek? The thought excited him, but he was just a hopeless romantic now. He wanted everyone to find their mates.

Stiles wasn’t disappointed that Derek couldn’t immediately tell if he was pregnant or not. Even he knew it would take a few days at the very least for anything to be obvious. And he’d tried to quell that want, he wanted to stop hoping every time they had sex.

All of the affection aimed at Isaac pleased Stiles on a very protective level, the way he was sure Derek felt it, too. They were their betas, their happiness was important.

“You want us to help him through his heats?” Erica raised her eyebrows, but she looked as though the thought was quite far up her list of things that were totally acceptable. And okay, it had just been Stiles who hadn’t noticed. “I think maybe he’d be better with a big strong alpha-“ she grinned.

Stiles knew she was teasing, and he knew that was never going to happen. Derek wouldn’t do that. But still, he frowned, pressing possessively back against his mate.

“No?” Erica beamed. “What about Scott?”

Stiles couldn’t help the flush that rose in his cheeks, guilty of having been thinking exactly that.

“Oooh-“ Erica leant in close to him, her eyes wide. “What about Scott, huh, Stiles?”

Isaac was staring at him too. Stiles couldn’t work out his feelings from the still dazed expression on his face, but he desperately wanted to back out of the conversation.

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surlier
2017-12-29 12:06 pm UTC (link)

"He smells like the inside of a Twinkie," Derek confided to him quietly. It was so very general and not at all like what Stiles smelled like to him, but then, he wasn't Isaac's mate. His mate would likely be able to pick out individual notes in his scent. And it'd be far more personal than Derek saying he smelled like the inside of a Twinkie.

"If that's something all of you want." His gaze met Erica, who very much looked like she'd love to have Isaac spread out under her, to Boyd who didn't look phased at all, and finally to Isaac who was blushing into the roots of his curls.

He grinned a little at the comment, and more when he felt Stiles pressing back into him. "A different big, strong Alpha," he told her. Even if he wanted to have sex with someone else, Derek wasn't sure he could. Or that he'd ever be able to without constantly comparing them to Stiles and finding them lacking.

They could all smell it when she mentioned Scott, heard the little uptick in Stiles' heart beat. So, Stiles thought so too.

"Let Isaac decide who he wants to help him through, if anyone." Isaac was old enough to make that decision on his own and to find someone, if he wanted anyone, to help him through. "If he wants our help, he can ask." Everyone could be happy with that, and nodded slightly towards his beta. Decision made, he snuggled into Stiles' back, hands kneading at his sides.

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_stiles
2017-12-29 04:00 pm UTC (link)

Stiles beamed at the whispered description of Isaac’s scent. That was a nice thing to smell of, he thought. It wasn’t in depth and intimate the way Derek described him, but it wouldn’t be. They were pack, but not mates.

But he did like the thought of their betas together, liked the thought of them helping Isaac. He could trust them, they’d take care of him, their scent would comfort him. Stiles didn’t like the thought of a strange alpha or beta taking advantage-

He hoped Isaac would ask. He hoped he wouldn’t be too nervous to broach the subject. And apparently he wasn’t, at all, because an hour or so later, when the movie was long over and the food was gone, and Erica was in the bathroom whilst Boyd and Derek cleaned up, Isaac inched his way to Stiles’ side, his fingers toying with Stiles’ borrowed shirt.

“Do you think Scott would?” He asked after s few false starts. “Do you think you could ask him?”

“Uh-“ Stiles didn’t want to have that conversation. Or this one. But the wolves had obviously considered Scott so- “I think we should wait until you present. You might hate how he smells then. Or you might both really like each other’s scent and you won’t need me to say anything-“

Isaac nodded. It wasn’t really a thing you could plan ahead before you knew someone’s scent properly. Even Stiles had been amazed at what he could pick up once he presented, things that said compatible or not compatible. Derek had smelt perfect, but Stiles had initially blamed that on the feelings that had been there before.

“We’ll work something out, Yeah? And you have Erica and Boyd. They love you as much as-“

“You and Derek,” Isaac cut him off, then blushed and pursed his lips.

That couldn’t happen. Well, it could, but it wouldn’t be fair on Isaac. Stiles couldn’t feel anything like that for anyone but Derek.

“We’ll see how you feel, yeah? When you present.”

It bothered him. He sat on their sofa once they were alone, his head swimming with thoughts.

“We need to take Isaac to see Deaton,” he said when he felt Derek approaching. “We need to get him on some contraception before his first heat.” Stiles worried at the fabric of Derek’s shirt, then slid his hand under it to touch his own belly, as though he might be able to feel their baby. As though the contraceptive he wanted to work for Isaac might not work for him.

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surlier
2017-12-29 07:10 pm UTC (link)

There were so many conflicting scents coming out of the living room while Derek and Boyd cleaned up in the kitchen. He didn't miss the looks that Isaac was throwing them. Not envious, not jealous, but hopeful. His scent was hopeful.

Whether he was hoping to have a mate of his own, or of having the two of them take care of him through his presentation and heats, Derek couldn't tell. Neither of those were things he could help with though. And what he could do? "We'll have to swap out watching over Isaac when he presents. We can take shifts, but he'll need someone to keep an eye on him.

"And if you think you or Erica might want to fuck him through it, get his consent now. Not when he's already in." If they decided to, and if Isaac decided he wanted that, it was up to them to make that decision. Derek wouldn't force it.

After they all left, he settled on the couch next to his mate. As much as pack time was good, this was good too, and his hand worked under he borrowed shirt to rub over Stiles' belly, fingertips teasing at the line of dark hair that ran south of his navel. "We will, after. He won't get pregnant befor you," Derek said quietly. Stiles had to get pregnant first. Their pups had priority.

"Now what's worrying you? Is it Scott? If they are mates -- it's fine. They'll decide what they want to do, and we'll support them." It was as easy as that when it came to mates.

"And if not, we'll figure something out. Something that doesn't include inviting Isaac into our bed."

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_stiles
2017-12-30 11:23 am UTC (link)

"I'm not worried about him getting pregnant before me," Stiles replied with a frown. "I'm worried about him getting pregnant at all. He's going to have heats, he's going to have sex, there's nothing to stop it, Derek. And if he's not mated, or if it's someone he doesn't even know- he's not in the right place to have pups." He liked the soothing touch on his belly, he liked the way the way Derek held him, and it was kind of helping his anxiety. "I'm not that selfish, Derek. I can cope with having another omega around-" just in case that was in any doubt.

"And- Derek, Scott's an idiot. I love him to death, I really do, but he's a total moron. Isaac could have a flashing sign over his head that said 'Scott, I'm your mate' and he'd still be confused. I don't want him to fuck up. I don't want Isaac to get hurt." And he didn't want Isaac in bed with them. It wasn't going to happen, he knew it wasn't going to happen, but the idea had come up such a short time ago that he was still jittery over it.

He sighed and leant back against Derek, into the warmth of his body. It would work out. Everything would be fine, he knew that. At least he had Derek to worry with. Calm, sensible Derek.

"You're a great Alpha," Stiles whispered. "You're going to be a great dad."

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surlier
2017-12-30 09:08 pm UTC (link)

"I am," Derek said with a little frown. "Or at all." Alpha's pups had to come first, and even wolf packs in the wild usually only had one litter a season to avoid overpopulation. With humans it was different, but he never heard of another pair mating before the alpha and their mate. It could be seen as a challenge to them, and Derek really didn't want to see what instincts he had in response to that.

Nudging his face into the side of Stiles' neck, he simply breathed in and listened. "I don't either, and I'll do what I can to make sure that doesn't happen, but sometimes you have to let -- let people fuck up so they can learn."

Scott had similar instincts to Derek, but not the same experiences. He'd had to learn how to be a werewolf without ever growing up in a pack like Derek had.

He smiled when he felt his mate settle into his frame and simply held him close. "So are you. And a great pack momma," he teased a little. "Love you."

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