Unexpected

Chapter Fifteen: Cravings

I don't understand why almost everyone I know thinks I'm dating my best friend Aaron.
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Stiles had to admit the morning sickness so far was the worst part of being pregnant, but he wasn't going to say he didn't want to be pregnant cause he did, just not at his age. Adoption was of course out of the question, he couldn't give his werewolf baby away, abortion was defiantly not an option either he couldn't live with himself if he did do it. He loved Derek he just wished they could've waited until college or something.

Stiles rested his head on the toilet seat exhausted from waking up so early. He woke up three hours before his alarm and he was pretty pissed. He sighed flushing the toilet and slowly standing up, his mouth had an awful taste in it and he was ready to scrub it away and go back to bed, he was also considering not going to school for the second time this week. He knew his dad would comply to his request.

He decided he'd go, he wouldn't let himself get behind on his work, he really needed a scholarship. Stiles brushed his teeth a scowl on his face, he absolutely hated vomiting. He trudged back into his room deciding that sleep was out of the question, he slipped on a clean shirt and a pair of jeans. He struggled a bit his jeans a little tighter than usual. He flopped onto his bed grabbing his laptop and switching it on so that he could watch Netflix while he got ready for the school day.

It was pitch black out still, his room light helped with the darkness but he felt like it was too bright and brought too much attention to himself. He tugged on a pair of socks and sat on his bed, his stomach rumbled loudly and he rubbed at it.

"Someone's hungry." He hummed looking at the small bump that was his stomach.

He got up from his spot and brought his laptop downstairs with him as his TV show loaded. He grabbed bacon from the freezer and frozen waffles that he could put in the toaster. He hummed to himself grabbing a pan and some cooking oil. He placed the pan on the stove lit the fire and poured just enough cooking oil on the pan for it to warm up. He then grabbed four chocolate chip waffles and placed two in the toaster. He placed his bacon in the pan and waited.

Once his food was done being made he sat down and started eating. He doused his waffles in syrup having no self control. He watched an episode of 'Sherlock' on Netflix knowing he would be able to finish it in one sitting just cause he woke up so early. He sighed in bliss the syrup bringing joy to his taste buds.

"Stiles, is that you?" He heard John question from on top of the stair case.

Stiles almost choked on his food his father scaring him, "yeah it's me."

He heard a soft sigh before his dad's footsteps patted on the floor above him. He felt awful for waking his dad unintentionally he really didn't want to burden anyone. He was waiting for that moment when he didn't have to rely on anyone or bug anyone anymore.

He couldn't wait to hit his second trimester, he did research and found out that he would finally stop vomiting, his mood swings wouldn't affect him much, and his cravings would get worse. He was three months in just two more weeks he'd hit that trimester and boy was he ready.

He finished his food when he had an odd craving for pickles and chocolate but not separately. He knew he just finished eating too but he needed pickles and chocolate, ASAP. He couldn't just show up to Scott's house at six in the morning demanding said food, Scott would kill him. He opened the fridge to reveal pickles now all he needed was the chocolate.

"Dad, I'm heading out." Stiles called towards John who was upstairs.

"At this time?" John replied confused.

"Yeah, I'll be back after school." Stiles slipped on his shoes, grabbed his backpack, car keys, and the jar of pickles.

He walked out the house it was still dark out, the sun yet to come up. Stiles sat in the driver side and put his bag in the back and his jar in the passenger side. He sighed starting the car and driving out of the drive way. The roads were abandoned like they usually were in the morning.

The grocery store was open to his relief, he shut off his jeep and practically ran in. He snatched a jar of Nutella of the shelf and was about to pass up a bag of jumbo of marshmallows when he reconsidered and grabbed the bag too. He went to the register and bought his snacks ready to tear them open. Luckily for him Nutella and marshmallows wasn't an odd combination. But the cashier didn't know he was about to dip pickles in his nutella.

He thanked the cashier and walked out the store satisfied with his treats. He got back into his car and placed the food he just bought by the pickles and started the car his stomach rumbling again. He sighed rubbing it mumbling a soft "I know". He started the car deciding he'd just have to wake up Scott.

The drive to Scott's was short but to Stiles it felt like forever. He parked in front of Scott's house and grabbed his snacks. He opened the front door with his key and shut it behind him as quietly as possible. He climbed up the stairs to Scott's room he opened the door to see his best friend snoozing.

Stiles took a seat at Scott's desk and opened his jar of pickles with a loud popping sound. Scott shot up at the sound scaring the crap out of Stiles. Scott huffed at the sight of his best friend. Stiles gave him a sheepish smile as he opened his jar of Nutella.

"What are you doing here, Stiles? " Scott muttered groggy.

"Eating." Stiles smirked popping open the marshmallows.

"I can see, but why here?" Scott slipped out of bed.

"I don't know." Stiles shrugged, "it just seemed reasonable to come here."

Scott sighed nodding, "It's cool just next time warn me."

"Okay." Stiles stuffed a marshmallow in his mouth and smiled at Scott.

"Is there a reason for the pickles?" Scott hummed as he grabbed his clothes for the day.

"Cravings." Stiles sighed, "I'm gonna dip them in the chocolate till I can't anymore."

"That's disgusting." Scott scrunched his nose up at the idea.

"You're disgusting." Stiles muttered under his breath opening the jar of pickles and grabbing one.

He dipped it into the nutella and bit the chocolaty pickle. Scott gagged while Stiles moaned in delight double dipping.

"That's just nasty." Scott shook his head.

"I will fight you." Stiles glared at him taking another bite.

Scott snorted pulling on a pair of jeans and a shirt his hair a mess. Stiles felt his phone buzz in his pocket and he raised an eyebrow. Who could possibly be awake at this time? Stiles grabbed his phone to see a message from Derek.

The love of my life: Can't wait to find out the gender today!

Stiles grinned even though it was early in the morning Derek was still thinking about the baby and him.

Stiles: Same, what do you want it to be?

The love of my life: I'll love it if it's a boy or a girl.

Stiles: Really?

The love of my life: Well I kind of want a girl.

Stiles smiled. He could just imagine Derek being a protective daddy to their daughter. Playing dress up with her. Stiles couldn't stop grinning.

Stiles:Well I kind of want a boy.

But he could also imagine Derek teaching the kid catch and it made his heart warm. The thought of him and Derek as parents made him tear up because he knew how happy he was going to be with Derek and their baby.

The love of my life: May the best parent win.

Stiles:you are so on!

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[BABY NAME CONTEST WINNERS]

Disclaimer I didn't vote alone I had my mom, sisters, and best friend help me choose the best names.

Winners:

@Franzibrunn for the name Noah.

@Callme_Silver for the name Maeve.

And @Hobrosey_is_bae for the middle name Claudia for the girl.

If Noah wins the middle name will be Scott just btw.

Time to vote guys!

Will Maeve or Noah win. You decide!!