Damaged - Stiles Stilinski - 18+ Mpreg

23. First Beat

Stiles X Boyd is a niche ship, but I have two one-shots in my one-shot collection if you want to check them out.
March 24th, 2012
1:53 PM
Stiles woke up to his father shouting. He quickly sat up from his bed on the couch. He tried to rush to his father's side but tripped over a sleepy Jackson, Isaac, Boyd, and Erica on the floor next to him. "Hey! Hey! What the hell is going on in here?" Stiles shouted when he heard Derek shouting back at his father.

"Daddy Warbucks just fucking paid off my mortgage, bank loans, your Eichen bill, and my credit card debts!" Noah was red in the face.

"Who the fuck is Daddy Warbucks? My name is Derek," He scoffed. Stiles looked at Derek as if he had done something fatally wrong. He wasn't mad at the Alpha. He was only sympathizing with him. Once, Stiles had paid the light bill when he earned a little money at a summer job, and he was grounded for three months.

"Daddy, Dad," Stiles stepped between them, making Noah look into his eyes. "He was trying to help. I told him I was anxious after I found the eviction notice on the door last week," Stiles said, and the Sheriff knitted his brows together.

"No, I am going to be in his debt until I pay him back, and I will never make 800k before I die," Noah said, and Stiles flinched as he never wanted to think of his father dying.

"It's fine. I told you a thousand times that you don't have to pay me back. It barely put a dent in my bank," Derek said, a bit exhausted from Stilinski's difficulty when he tried to do something nice for them.

"800k? I get double that every six months for allowance and investments," Jackson said.

"Not helping, guys," Stiles sighed.

"I am not trying to be ungrateful. I don't want someone to spend money to buy my acceptance of them," Noah said through clenched teeth.

"I didn't do this for your acceptance. I don't particularly like you either... I did it so Stiles didn't lose his childhood home, and your grandkids had a house to play in," Derek snapped, and Noah glared at him, speechless at his honesty.

"Daddy, Derek... I honestly can't deal with this right now," Stiles groaned, "We have all been through traumatic things in the past week, and the Master isn't going to strike today while he recoups losing Thiago and Jackson," Stiles said, and everyone except Jackson was confused to who Thiago was. "I just want to be lazy today, no fighting or yelling," he muttered.

"Sorry baby boy, you just know how I get with my pride," Noah said, glaring for the last time at Derek, raising an eyebrow, confused as to why Derek was glaring at his son's stomach.

"What?" Stiles asked, shocked by all the wolves and Jackson looking at him.

"You are done with your heat... Your body is at there next steps of conceiving," Derek explained, "They are faint, but we can hear tiny heartbeats,"

"That quickly?" Noah was shocked and placed an arm around his son as Derek cupped a hand over Stiles' belly.