Imperfections are Beautiful

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Stiles giggled as Derek held his hand. The werewolf rolled his eyes at his boyfriend.

"Stiles, you are such a dork."

"I'm your dork."

"Yes," Derek sighed. "Yes you are."

The reached the door to the loft and went in.

"So, you're sure you're feeling better?" Stiles asked with concern.

"Yeah, I mean. I'm healed and it feels like nothing's hap-" he stopped mid-sentence when he saw his uncle standing in the loft.

"Peter?" Stiles asked, confused.

Peter's eyes started glowing blue and Derek's instincts told him to push Stiles away. Which is what he did and he's glad for it. Peter launched himself at his nephew and started slashing at him.

"Oh my god!" Stiles shrieked.

"Call.. Scott!" Derek said as he tried pushing Peter off.

"You bastard!" Peter growled angrily.

"What?!" Derek got out from Peter's grasp and went to stand a few feet away.

"I saw you! At Lydia's!"

"So?" Derek shrugged. He didn't do anything to cause this behavior.

His remark just seemed to make Peter even angrier. "So?! So I'm going to rip your throat out!"

Derek could hear Stiles on the phone with Scott. "Stiles! Tell him that Peter's acting like Isaac was."

Peter advanced again and this time his claws caught a piece of Derek. He kicked his nephew in the chest, causing him to fly backwards. Then Peter knelt on his chest and raised his clawed hand.

"No!" Stiles shouted. He looked around and grabbed the thing nearest to him and threw it at the back of Peter's head. A water glass.

The outraged werewolf stood up and turned slowly. Stiles felt an old kind of terrifying. The fear that he had when Peter trapped Scott and his friends in the school.

Peter took a step towards Stiles. He didn't get much further because Derek kicked his feet out from underneath him. Derek pinned his uncle down and shouted at him.

"Peter, War is controlling you! You don't really want this!"

"I want to kill you!"

Just then, the door opened and Scott and Allison came in.

"You okay?" Scott asked.

Peter growled and pushed Derek off of him.

"You slept with her."

"No, Peter. I didn't!" Derek finally understood why Peter was angry. War had made him think that he and Lydia had gotten together.

"You did!"

"Peter, I'm gay!" Derek motioned for Stiles to cone over.

Scott and Allison stared at him, both dumbfounded.

"What?" Peter stopped trying to get to him.

"I'm gay. Stiles and I are together."

Peter took a few breaths. "So, you didn't.."

Derek shook his head. "No, I didn't."