𝒞𝒪𝑀𝐸 𝐵𝒜𝒞𝒦 𝐻𝒪𝑀𝐸. 💔💙❤️

Chapter Fifteen

It's been two weeks since Allison's trial. Everyone was trying to go back to normal. Stiles was still down about Scott and his friendship, he knows cutting ties with the true alpha was the right call for now, but that didn't mean it doesn't hurt like hell.

Stiles woke up, the sun shinning on his face. He looked at the time, 8:00 in the morning. John let Stiles stay home from school the last two weeks he's been doing his school work at home. Everyone in the town knows about Allison's trail. Now they always pity him, he didn't like it at all.

Stiles reached for his phone, tomorrow was his birthday! That means he gets to have super hot sex a million times with his super hot boyfriend. Stiles swung the blankets that he's cocooned in off of him, He stands up, stretches, then walked into his bathroom. (His leg is all better until another big bad fucks it up again.) Stiles stripped off  his boxers and stepped into the shower, turning the water on, he stood under the hot, steamy water for a moment just letting it wash over him. Then he washed his hair and body quickly. He got out, threw some gel in his hair then brushed his teeth. He walked over to his closet and picked out a red T-shirt Lydia got him, it hung to his body, showing off his muscles, he grabbed a black pair of skinny jeans and threw on black converses.

"Dad! Tomorrow is my birthday! you know what that means!" Stiles yelled excitedly running down the stairs. "It means I get to have lots and lots of sex with Derek!" Stiles walked into the living room and froze.

"Hey, Stiles. Derek came over to talk to me." John said laughing at his boy.

"Oh- uh- hi Derek." Stiles blushed. "I'm just going to cook breakfast and die of embarrassment." Stiles rushed into the kitchen and cursed under his breath.

"We will talk about this later, Derek. Come by my office tonight." John told the man. "Stay for breakfast."

Derek hesitated for a moment but nodded in agreement.

"So, Stiles. Got anything planned for your birthday?" John asked when he entered the kitchen, a smirk placed on his face.

"Nope." Stiles said popping the 'p.' "Just going to hang out with the pack and eat lots of cake." Stiles said focusing on making French toast.

"Funny, cause I heard you wanted to have sex with me." Derek said with a smirk as he entered the kitchen.

"Shut up." Stiles huffed. "I hope you like French toast and eggs."

"I do." Derek replied.

Stiles sat their plates and loaded them down with food, "I'm only letting you, dad have these because-"

Stiles was cut off, "because you want the house to yourself tomorrow." John finished his sentence. "I'll take a burger, a real burger and fries tonight and tomorrow also."

Stiles rolled his eyes but agreed.

"I'm sorry to rush out, but I have to go talk to Peter." Derek said finishing his coffee.

"It's fine, Sour Wolf." Stiles said moaning while he ate his French toast.

Derek rolled his eyes and gave Stiles a kiss on his forehead. "Love you."

"Love you too."

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"Peter!" Derek yelled just annoy his uncle when he walked into his loft.

"What? You know I can hear just fine, right?" Peter said rolling his eyes.

"I know. Listen Stiles and I-"