Teen wolf one shots

Stiles' cooking

inspired by a real family event.
My cousins and siblings were fighting over what my mum should cook for dinner...and I was Malia, nuff said

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If there was one thing the pack could all agree on, it was that Stiles cooked the best food you would ever eat in your life.

His spaghetti was warm like a mother's hug

His soup soulful and comforting like a crackling fire on a warm winters day

His Curries were always full of flavour and left you wanting more much like the feeling you get when you finish a good book

His chocolate pudding was rich and hearty and reminded you of that one Aunty on the chubbier side who always offered you food even if you were stuffed silly

And don't even get them started on his Lasagne

But unfortunately Stiles legendary cooking skills and ability to literally cook anything to Gordon Ramsay standards meant that on nights when there was a pack meeting and Stiles would be in charge of making dinner, Derek's loft turned into a battle ground as the pack fought over what stiles would be cooking them for diner that night.

Which brings us here, needless to say it was a pack bonding night and Dereks loft had once again turned into a scene straight from the Hunger games.

"Spaghetti!"

"Lasagna!"

"Chorizo soup!"

Ideas were flying around the loft like the flying keys in the philosophers stone, except Harry wasn't here to catch the right one this time, which left Stiles alone to face the border line war front.

Well him and Derek who wasn't participating in the yelling, he agreed that Stiles was the greatest cook ever. But he was also capable of using his brain when it was the boys turn to cook, everything Stiles made was bloody delicious so he didn't see the point in joking in on the modern Sparta taking place before them.

"Chicken tikka masala!"

"Cold rolls!"

The suggestions just kept coming in an endless stream of yelling.

Stiles turned to Derek, an exasperated expression on his face
"Jesus Christ it's like an election in here"

Derek huffed a laugh
"Yeah if a restaurant menu was running for president" he replied watching the wolf pack in amusement

Stiles turned to the quiet alpha looking him up and down curiously

"What about you?" He asked earning a surprised look from the man before he quickly squashed the emotion masking it with his regular impassive expression

"What about me?" Derek repeated confused as to how he was suddenly involved

"You never get involved with that" he gestured to the current fight taking place in on Dereks living room "it's always them fighting over what they want but you never get a say, what do you want me to cook?" Stiles asked him explaining further

"Because I can see that there's no reason for me to get involved in an unnecessary fight when I know that what ever you cook with be amazing" Derek replied honestly and if it weren't for the dead serious expression on the werewolf's face Stiles probably wouldn't have believed him.

"wow, was that a compliment? did the brooding werewolf just compliment lil old me?" Stiles teased deciding to see how far he could push his luck.