M1 – Prompt: futuro – Fandom: Teen Wolf
One normal night there was a suspicious silence around the small house near Beacon Hills new area.
“I’m home!” Said Stiles walking into the house. The noise of small feet running welcomed him before his child come into the view.
It was Alex as usual. She sprinted untill she was close but then she stopped just before hitting him and extended her arms.
She used to run and jump over Stiles but after he ended up in hospital once with a broken rib she started being more careful out of guilty.
She was seven now, finally she was starting gaining some control over her shift and the number of tored shirt suddenly decreased.
Stiles, already down on a knew, hugged her ruffling her hair untill she pushed him away annoyed.
“How come there’s only one today, where’s your brother?”
“Kitchen.” She said, before taking his bag to help but dragging it over the floor instead lifting it.
“Has anyone ever told you that you took you speaking skill from your dad? Because you definitely did!”
They found the rest of the family in the kitchen.
Derek was looking a stew and Stiles hide a small smile behind a hand. The werewolf was wearing an apron that Stiles gifted him for Christmas, despite all the intial resistance.
It said: ‘My cooking will make you Awooo’.
It costed him a week of sex ban but it was totally worth it.
In the end it only took Robin saying that he loved it for Derek start using it. Stiles was secretly convinced that the werewolf only needed an excuse and that he put on the pretence to live up his character, but he actually liked the apron too.
“Welcome back.” Said Derek leaning in.
“So,” said Stiles. “What are we working on?”
“Dinner mostly,” said Derek walking over him, he leaned in kissing him softly, his hand lingering on his hip. “While the artistic department is working on a very important project.” He pointed to the table were Alex left the bag on the floor to go back at her drawing.
“Really? Do we have any intelligence?” Said Stiles playing along.
“Future occupation.” Said Derek going back to his stew.
“So, my little furrball, what’s is going to be?” He asked to Alex collecting the bag from the floor to put it over the counter.
“I want to be a dinosaur!” Said the girl excited. He draw something that look vaguely like a T-rex; with wings.
“Oh, it look a little bit like uncle Jackson, doesn’t it? A were dinosaur would be totally cool!” Alex squirm delighted.
“What about you my dear, it must be important if you can’t even give papa a kiss.” Robin finally lift his big eyes from the paper, as if he didn’t realized he was there at all.
“Papa! Look!” There were two people in the picture, one of them was probably Robin but the other one was harder to recognize, he had what looked like a dress and a long rectangular shape attached to his head.
“He says he is going to marry you when he grow up.” Came Derek voice into rescue.
To be fair Stiles esitaded only a second before clapping his hands in delighted.
“We are marrying?” He asked Robin which frantically noted with a grin.
“Oh no, what am I going to wear, I need a dress and a minister to celebrate!”
“I am a dinosaur!” Said Alex trying to help.
“A minister dinosaur? Isn’t that just perfect! Come here.” He lifted the girl over the counter and than he looked around.
He spotted a blanket on the couch and he got it quickly drapping it over his body.
“Derek don’t I look beautiful?”
Derek was doing a poor job hiding his smile.
“You forgot your flowers.” He said handing over the ladle still stained by stew.
“Right! What I would do without my made of honour!” At this point both of the children were laughing and even Derek was openly smiling.
“Come my dear, is time.” Stiles scooped up Robin, balancing him over his hip and turning toward Alex.
She seems uncertain about what to say and looked at Derek.
“You have to ask them to do some things for each other.” He wishpered even though everyone could hear him perfectly.
“Oh…you will be nice aaaaand you will always share jelly!” Said the little girl.
Stiles nodded super serious while Robin was laughing super hard.
“You didn’t tell me to kiss my beloved!” Said Stiles offended and proceed covering Robin in small kisses while the kidd squirmed trying to get away.
“Ewww!” Said Alex and Stiles let go of his Robin and dashed after her making kissing noises.
After the ceremony they had meat stew for the wedding banquet. Stiles occasionally trew kisses around the table making the kids laugh and when they finally managed to put the pups to bed he was exhausted.
He headed to the kitchen where Derek was doing the dishes and hugged him from behind.
“Are they sleeping?” Asked the werewolf washing the last plate.
“Mmmmh.” Absently answered Stiles rubbing his face against his back with a satisfied noise.
“You didn’t gave me any kiss.” Said his husband putting the plate away and turning into his embrace.
“Let me change that.” He lifted his arms around his neck and they kissed slowly, savoring a little intimacy now that the kids where sleeping.
Derek lifted him after a while sitting him on the counter and hid his face in Stiles’ neck.
Stiles hold him thight and the bask in each other embrace.
“Could you have ever imagined?” Said Stiles after a while.
“You are missing subjects again.” Said Derek in a low voice.
Stiles smiled trailing his finger trought the werewolf’s short hair.
“That our future would turn out like this.” He supplied.
“You mean perfect?” Derek got up to look him into the eyes.
“You are a sap poteto.” Said Stiles just before their lips meet once again.