Stiles Pov
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When I finally woke up the next morning I snuggled into the warmth of his mate smiling to myself, thinking ' how did I get so lucky '. With a yawn I untangled myself from the tightly wrapped arms that surrounded my waist and stretched.
Walking downstairs I spotted Rebekah and Marcel sitting in the living smiling at each other as they seemed to be in a serious conversation. Smiling at the lovely sight of the couple I walked into the kitchen to get started on breakfast.
As I was finishing up breakfast I suddenly felt two pairs of strong arms wrap around my waist. Turning my head a little I saw that it was just Klaus and went back to cooking.
Once I was done with cooking I ask Klaus ' Hey can you help me set the table '. He nods and we begin placing all the food on the table. Sitting down next to Klaus in comfortable silence I decided to ask him something. ' Hey Klaus ' I say as I turn to him setting my fork and knife down. ' Yes Love ' he responds while doing the same. Bracing myself for whatever is about to come next I say ' So I um, have been having this feeling that were missing something or someone. I feel like their is a missing piece of our relationship out their. You know like a third person that is supposed to complete us. ' i finished off while avoiding eye contact. But what surprised my was the way he chuckled. Turning my head regaining eye contact I tilt my head with slight confusion. He just smiles and says ' Well if you must know Love I have been feeling the same way their might be another person out their to complete our relationship. ' he finished saying with a slight smile. I just smile and nod while we finish eating.*Timeskip*
It was a few hours after me and Klauses conversation and I felt overly happy at the fact that he wasn't mad and that he understood the situation.
As I was sitting in the living room with Rebekah discussing baby names she suddenly asked me ' Stiles ' she said. ' Yes ' I respond with a hint of concern. ' What if Im not a good mother. What if I fail them. ' she asked me with tears in her eyes, but before I could respond Marcel says ' Rebekah baby your not going to be a bad mother we are blessed with a one in a lifetime chance to have something that most others cant so trust me when I say your gonna do just fine. Remember you have all of us with you. You'll do great ' he says while sitting down next to her. I just smile and nod saying ' Yes Rebekah he is right you will do just fine and will have beautiful babies that will love you no matter what so dont worry. ' I say while smiling.
She smiles back and gave me a hug. I hugged her back and left heading up to Klauses painting room. Finally reaching their I jusy smile and lean on the door frame as I watch him paint a beautiful picture of a house surrounded by mountains and flowers.
Finally deciding to gain his attention I knock on the door and he turns his attention to me while motioning me in. As I step in I suddenly get pulled into his lap while he buries his head in the crook of my neck inhaling my scent. We just sat in silence until I decide to say ' Hey Klaus ' he just gives me a hum so I know he was paying attention. ' When do you want to have kids. Im not pressuring you to answer I just wanted to know when. ' i say nervously. He just looks down to me and says ' Well we can wait a year or two to have them so we can properly settle down before we try so we can ensure our safety ' he finished off saying. I just nod my head eventually drifting off to sleep. Dreaming about a happy future with my mate.Authors note
So I decided that Rebekah and Marcel were going to have twins one girl and one boy. If you have nay more name suggestions comment them and have a nice night or morning.
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The day I met you (Stiklaus) Discontinued*
Roman pour AdolescentsIts been over a century since ive seen him. Since i felt like my whole life had been ripped away. Since ive seen my lovely mate. I knew the day I saw him out on the woods that he would be mine for eternity. That he would be mine to mark and claim, b...