How You See Me...

Wedlock

We are two hours into the drive to the beach and Stiles is bouncing around, tapping his toes, rolling the windows up and down, and changing the radio stations like he's in a contest to see how fast he can do it.

A growl slips through my lips, which just makes Stiles smile wider.

"Am I driving you crazy? Well, you got two weeks of this baby." He says gesturing to himself.

"Yeah, and when I am done with you, you will be too tired to fidget," I say putting my hand suggestively on his thigh.

I see his mouth shut and his cheeks go red. Throw some sexy in there and it shuts him right up.

He puts his hand on my hand as he stares out the window mumbling about how I cheat all the time. I laugh and focus on the drive.

We make it there at around 4 o'clock. Still have some daylight to spare.

We pull up to the beach house and I let Stiles help me with the first round of stuff to bring up and then I make him relax as I bring everything else up. Isaac helped me pack some meals so we wouldn't have to go out every night, not that Stiles would mind, but I wanted to be able to just destress and not worry about a damn thing.

This trip is the beginning of something new. I have some tricks up my sleeves. A plan, A surprise that no one knows about. I never thought I would get to this point, where I was so comfortable with someone that I want to love them completely and unendingly.

I finally get everything put away and I can see Stiles sitting on the porch looking at our new ocean back yard. I walk out the back door, smiling I had Stiles a cocktail.

"You spoil me." He says as he takes a sip.

One drink that Stiles and I really enjoy is called a Moscow Mule and I just so happen to be very experienced at making them.

We spend the night on the porch just talking and enjoying each other's company.

That's how the first week went we took it easy, walked the beach, laughed, cried, danced, and took naps in the afternoon. It was relaxing to not worry about anything. We didn't have to worry about appointments or the pack. It was nice to get away and enjoy ourselves.

"You remember when we first met? Stiles asked me.

"Yeah, I was still working at the auto shop. That seems like such a long time ago." I say thinking back to that day. I was a different person back then. I was very broken and definitely in worse shape than I am today.

I take Stiles's hand in mine. "I am glad I met you. You saved me"

"I think we saved each other." He says closing the gap between us and gives me a meaningful kiss.

My plan is in motion. It's Tuesday of our second week, I've planned a day of all of Stiles's favorite things. We get up early and take a walk on the beach after we drink our coffee. We go to our favorite food place that has the best shrimp burgers. We come back and pack a cooler and spend the rest of the day on the beach, both of us getting semi burnt in the process. Luckily for me, the night is clear and you can see every star in the sky. I'm waiting for Stiles so we can take a night stroll on the beach. I check my pockets one last time. Stiles walks out of the bathroom with no cane and he sees me staring.

"Surprise!!" He says.

"What? When?" I say.

"They told me at physical therapy that I should be able to walk without the cane. I should have it handy encase I get tired, but look at me bitch!" He says laughing as he spins around.

"I've been wanting to surprise you, but I've been a bit unstable until now." He says.

I am overjoyed I run to him and pick him up, squeezing him tight.

"Oh, babe I am so happy for you," I say putting him down and wiping my eyes.

Stiles smiles at me and kisses me.

"So you ready to test these babies out," Stiles says pointing to his legs.

"Yes, but if you need to come back or want me to carry you please don't hesitate to ask," I answer.

"Derek, you are not carrying me." He says sternly.

"Don't test me Stilinski," I say smiling.

We walk the path to the beach, it's quiet and calming.

We walk hand in hand along the waterline, every few steps Stiles runs towards the incoming water laughing like a five-year-old.

I am so in love with him. I am ready to be with him forever. My mate. My lover My friend.

"Hey, Stiles I think I can see a jellyfish over there," I say pointing waiting for him to turn around. He's facing away and now is my chance, I go down on one knee and pull the box holding his ring out of my pocket.

He turns back to face me and I can see the shock on his face.

I take his hand as I begin my speech.

"Stiles Stilinski, you are my life. I've known for some time now that I wanted you to be mine and only mine. I want to wake up next to you every morning and I want to fall asleep next to you every night. I want to go through all the good times with you as well as the bad. You are my person. Please would you do me the honor of loving you the rest of my life?" I say sincerely.

"Yes!!!" Stiles says through tears.

I fumble with the ring a bit because we are both shaking with nerves. It sits nicely on his finger.

Stiles helps me up and pulls me into a long hug.

"Oh, Derek! I love you so much!!" He says.

We are laughing and grinning as we head back to the beach house. Stiles keeps making me shine my phone light on his hand so he can admire the ring. I chose a silver band with topaz gems for Stiles's mom, blue topaz for my birthday, and amethyst gems for my mother. We were close to our moms and I felt it was a way to remember them and celebrate us.

"Derek, you really outdid yourself. Did Isaac help you?" Stiles says jokingly.

"Actually no one even knows I was planning this," I say proudly.

"Wow, how in the hell did you manage that?" He asks.

"Oh man, lots of will power." He says laughing.

"Let's see how much will power you have," Stiles says as he starts to strip.

"Oh, babes you are the life and death of me," I say pulling him toward me.