Stiles is a Mikaelson(Rewritten)

Chapter 36

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Stiles is a Mikaelson

Stiles's Pov

With the warmth of his embrace and the joy of family surrounding me, I knew that no matter what the future held, we would face it together—each day brought new challenges and new opportunities for growth, love, and connection.

As I closed my eyes that night, I felt a profound hope for the future—a future filled with endless possibilities where we could support each other and create a life rich with love and happiness.

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Stiles's Pov

Six months had flown by in a whirlwind of activity and change. I had settled into my role as a social worker, and each day brought new challenges and rewards. Helping families in need had become more than just a job; it felt like my calling. I loved every moment of it.

Damon thrived at the library. His enthusiasm for his work was evident every time he talked about the latest community events he was organizing or the new books he was excited to share with patrons. It was a joy to see him so fulfilled.

One afternoon, we sat together at the kitchen table, reviewing some paperwork while the triplets napped peacefully. I glanced up from my file and smiled at Damon, who was sipping his coffee.

"You know, I was thinking about how well everything is going," I said, feeling a sense of contentment. "The triplets are doing better, and I'm really finding my stride at work."

Damon nodded, his eyes brightening. "They really are. I can see how much they've grown in just these few months. It's incredible."

"Yeah, and they love preschool," I added, a smile spreading across my face. "Every day, they come home with new stories and crafts. It's like they're blossoming."

Just then, Cayley wandered into the room, rubbing her eyes. "Daddy? Is it time to wake up?" she asked, her voice still thick with sleep.

I laughed and stood up, walking over to her. "You're awake, sweetie! Did you have a good nap?"

"Uh-huh!" she said, looking up at me with her big, curious eyes. "Can we play now?"

"Of course! We can play in a bit, but first, let's let your brothers sleep a little longer, okay?" I replied, ruffling her hair.

Cayley nodded, a small pout forming on her lips. "Okay. But I want to play dress-up!"

Damon chuckled from the table. "You'll have plenty of time for that, Cayley. We'll make it a fun afternoon."

As I settled back into my seat, I caught Damon's eye, and we exchanged a knowing smile. We had built this life together, filled with laughter, love, and little adventures.

After the triplets had their afternoon snack, I decided to bring up something Damon and I had been discussing—moving into a bigger house.

"Damon, I've been thinking more about what we talked about before," I began cautiously, gauging his reaction.

He looked up, intrigued. "About moving? What are your thoughts?"

"Well, the triplets are growing so fast, and they need more space to play and explore," I explained. "I've noticed how much they enjoy having friends over, and I think a bigger house would give them more room to run around."

Damon nodded thoughtfully, his gaze focused. "I agree. Our place is cozy, but it might be a bit cramped as they get older. We should definitely look into it."