Sterek One Shots (boyxboy)

DILF

DILF by TwentySomething
Dedicated to JessicaBeaston
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<this is really long FYI>

Derek hadn't worried when he'd sent Jackson to kindergarten. He remembers when Jackson was little, he was sweet and prone to crying, but after the accident, Jackson was harder. Which Derek worries about, but the upshot was that it had meant he'd be fine at school. In fact, Jackson had practically flung himself out of the car to get away from Scott, who had been crying desperately because Jackson got to go to school and he didn't.

Today is Scott's first day of kindergarten and Derek is terrified. Scott has always been equal parts space cadet and sensitive; Derek wants to go to school with him and throw any kid that looks at Scott wrong out the window.

"Oh my god, Derek, he's going to be fine," Jackson says from the passenger seat. "You keep looking like you're going to kill someone."

"Does Dad need to kill someone?" Scott asks, sounding a little worried from the back seat. "Did you have to kill someone when Jackson went to school, too? How come you never told me about it?"

Derek rolls his eyes. "No, Scott, I don't have to kill anyone. I haven't killed anyone, either." Scott looks a little mollified but still wary and concerned.

"What are you doing?" Jackson demands as Derek cruises the parking lot for a space.

"I'm coming in with you both," Derek says, confused.

Jackson stares at Derek, horrified. "Oh my god, he cannot have you drop him off, everyone will think he's a baby, I'll take him," Jackson tells Derek.

Derek raises an eyebrow at him, but Jackson holds his ground. "Scott?" Derek asks, because really, it's Scott's call.

Scott frowns, but visibly pulls himself together. "Jackson can walk with me if he wants, but I bet I could find it on my own." Scott says.

"Yeah, right," Jackson mutters, but quietly enough that Scott doesn't hear him. Derek shoots him a look and Jackson unbuckles his seatbelt, grabbing his backpack.

"Okay, okay! C'mon, Scott, get your bag, we're going!" Jackson says, opening the door. Scott scrambles out after him, shooting Derek a wobbly smile.

"Bye, Dad!" Scott yells in unison with Jackson's "Bye, Derek!"

"Hey," Derek pins them both with a look. "Be good. Jackson, watch out for your brother."

"Yeah, okay, we gotta go," Jackson says, dragging Scott along.

Derek goes to work because going home would just be depressing without Scott running all over the house, screaming at the top of his lungs that he wanted to play aliens and ninjas. Everyone simultaneously annoys him and keeps their distance, which annoys him all over again. Derek would be lying if he said he wasn't counting down the minutes until 2 pm.

Derek's first in line at Kiss and Ride, mostly because his boss had come over at 1:30 and said, "Go, you're making the interns cry."

Jackson's 1st grade teacher is running Kiss and Ride. She catches Derek's eye and scrambles to find Jackson, and by extension, Scott. She'd been constantly talking about Jackson running the class and Derek had countered that Jackson was a leader, nothing wrong with that and it'd ended with the two of them at a vicious stalemate that somehow ended up with Derek having to chaperone every field trip. In return, in one of his rare attendances to the PTA, Derek suggested that Mrs. Porter, with her training as a reading specialist, would be a good choice to run the reading workshop the PTA had been talking about forever. On Friday nights.