My birthday is December seventeenth and I'm so excited!!!
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Stiles paced around his living room biting at one of his nails. Scott watched with a frown as his best friend became more and more stressed about his boyfriend. Lydia, kira, Malia, Isaac, and Liam also watched more confused with Stiles's sudden care for Derek.
"Where is he?" Stiles sighed running a hand through his hair.
"He said he was on his way." Kira reassured him.
"That was an hour ago!" Stiles shouted taking in a deep breath.
"Stiles relax." Scott stood up grabbing Stiles's shoulder.
"But what if something happened?" Stiles rubbed his stomach a wave of nausea hitting him.
"I doubt that, maybe he just got pulled over." Lydia suggested shrugging.
Stiles gulped down the vomit threatening to come up. He leaned against the dining room table shutting his eyes. Scott instantly became worried going to Stiles's side with a concerned expression. Stiles waved him away taking in another deep breath he looked at the pack who had been staring at him the entire time.
"I'm going to his loft." Stiles snatched his sweater pulling it over his baggy shirt.
"Stiles, stop just call him." Isaac tried to make him rational.
"No." Stiles grumbled grabbing his keys.
"But what about the meeting? You said you had something to tell us." Liam questioned watching Stiles.
"I can't tell you without Derek." Stiles's jaw set and he walked out of his house and into his jeep.
Scott followed him getting into the passenger seat of the jeep. Stiles started it and pulled out of his driveway not caring that he left all of his friends behind at his house. Scott stood quiet watching Stiles from the side of his eyes making sure his best friend wasn't stressing out too much. Stiles pulled into the road that would take him to Derek's loft in a matter of minutes.
"Maybe he forgot or maybe he's on his way from somewhere far." Scott suggested.
"Scott, I love you but if you don't shut up I will dump your werewolf ass on the street." Stiles scowled his mood swings getting the best of him.
Scott bit his tongue shutting his mouth and looking straight ahead. Stiles's grip on the steering wheel became tighter as they approached the large building. Stiles parked and rushed towards Derek's place, Scott followed closely behind just in case something dangerous lurked around them. Stiles opened the door with the key Derek had given him not too long ago.
The loft was completely silent and Stiles took that as a bad sign and he rushed in checking Derek's room to see it empty. Stiles then went up to stairs to Derek's study knowing that if he wasn't in his room he'd have to be in there. Scott walked into the living room extremely alert. Nothing seemed out of place so he listened to see if there was a fourth heart beat in the room.
"I found him!" Stiles called out and Scott rushed to where he was.
They both looked as Derek who was unconsciously laying on the floor snoring like a bear. Scott sighed in relief along with Stiles who crouched down to his level. Stiles gently shook him and Derek muttered something as he continued to snore.
"I told him to get some sleep but I didn't mean on the floor." Scott let out a soft laugh.
Stiles smiled before shaking Derek again who woke up this time with bloodshot eyes and a quick reaction. He shot up ready to fight when he looked up at who had woke him and he instantly calmed down. He groaned rubbing at his sore back and achy neck.
"Hey, are you okay?" Stiles rubbed Derek's arm his voice soothing.
"Yeah, oh fuck the meeting." Derek realized what mistake he had made falling asleep, "I'm sorry."
Before Stiles could answer Scott chipped in, "I'll be downstairs."
Both Stiles and Derek nodded watching as Scott left them to talk on their own. Stiles took a seat on the floor by Derek, crouching was starting to hurt his legs. Derek rubbed at his face still entirely groggy, Stiles grabbed his hand and kissed it giving Derek a reassuring smile.
"It's okay, you just scared me." Stiles let out a shaky laugh, "I thought something happened to you."
"Man, I messed up big time." Derek shook his head.
"No you didn't, I understand that you're tired Der I've been working you to the bone cause of my pregnancy." Stiles pulled him close.
"But-" Derek started.
"No buts, for the next three days I want you to get all the rest you've missed out on cause of me." Stiles smiled.
Derek frowned, "Who will bring you food and check if you're okay?"
"My dad, Scott, Melissa.. I'll be fine I need you to get some rest, baby." Stiles cupped his cheek watching as Derek melted under his touch.
"Stiles, it's okay I'll be okay." Derek disagreed.
"Derek you literally passed out from the lack of sleep you've gotten." Stiles pointed out with a glare, "I need you but I don't want to be the reason you're not feeling well. You bed a break, sleepy head."
"I don't know." Derek bit his lip.
"Trust me Der, I'll be okay." Stiles stood up and offered a hand to his wolf.
Derek complied grabbing Stiles's hand and getting up. Stiles wrapped his arms around Derek's waist and snuggled against his chest. Derek wrapped his arms protectively around Stiles breathing in his scent.
"Please get some sleep, I was really worried about you." Stiles mumbled in his chest.
"Okay." Derek complied.
"Come on do you want me to tuck you in?" Stiles chuckled at the low growl he got from Derek.
"Very funny." Derek grumbled sarcastically getting another laugh from Stiles.
They got out of there embrace and walked out the office hand in hand, Scott looked up from his spot on the couch. His phone clutched in his hand and a small smile on his face. Stiles knew that he had heard there entire conversation but at least he had given them the audacity to leave the room and let them talk. Derek grunted at Scott who patted his shoulder.
"Don't worry Derek, Stiles is in good hands." Scott barely reassured him.
"This is a bad idea." Derek turned to Stiles making him miss the offended look he got from Scott.
"I'll be fine." Stiles softly squeezed Derek's arm with a smile.
Derek turned back to Scott, "if anything and I mean anything happens to him while he's in your care I will personally have your head on a stick."
"Hostile are we? Derek I'm Stiles's best friend he's in great hands." Scott smiled at Stiles who returned it.
"Now go get some sleep grumpy." Stiles smiled and Derek gave him a ghost of a grin.
"Fine." Derek muttered ready to walk to his room when Stiles stopped him.
Stiles brought him into a kiss that he full heartily returned. Scott gaped at the two he'd never seen them kiss, or even remotely act like a couple and it was freaking him out a little bit. He looked away giving them privacy but it made him think of all the times Stiles probably snuck off to do this, or stayed after pack meetings claiming he'd help Derek clean up. Scott thought about how he didn't even catch either of them in the act. He was sort of annoyed and sort of impressed at the same time.
"I love you." Stiles mumbled.
"I love you too." Derek pecked Stiles's lips one last time before trudging to his room.
"Alright, Scotty let's head out." Stiles pointed to the door.
Scott just stared at him with wide eyes, "uh-yeah sure."
They walked out the loft Stiles locking the door behind himself, Scott stood silent the entire time as he got into the jeep. Stiles watched him as he turned the key in the ignition with a yawn. They pulled out of Derek's parking lot and onto the main road before Stiles spoke up.
"What's up with you?" Stiles questioned.
"I-i just never expected to see Derek that happy in my life but with you he's practically glowing." Scott breathed watching ahead of him.
"It's great, right?" Stiles bit back a smile.
"Yeah it is, but it's also a little weird too." Scott chuckled.
"You'll get used to it." Stiles smiled fully at his best friend.
"I know."