"Son, where were you last night," Sheriff Stilinski asked glaring curiously at the tall man behind his son. "I spent the night with Derek," Stiles said gesturing to the man behind him. The sheriffs eyes widened and a he was speechless. "Dad, he's my boyfriend," Stiles said watching his dad cautiously as if he would try to shoot Derek.
Sheriff Stilinski stare at the man behind his son as his mind tried to process the fact that Stiles really was gay. "Um dad, are you ok," Stiles asked. The sheriff nodded, "Yea, so Derek, your boyfriend, is he taking care of you," the sheriff asked and Stiles groaned. "I just wanted to let you know," he hissed and drug Derek upstairs. The sheriff shook his head and stepped out the door to his car and left for his night shift.
Derek looked outside Stiles' window with a very content smile on his face. "Derek, when will you tell the pack, and Scott," Stiles asked quietly. Derek hadn't wanted to tell the pack because it would leak to the entire town. "How about tonight, I'll call a meeting at our house," he said turning to the boy, watching as he sketched Derek as wolf on a pad of paper. "That sounds fine, but I don't know how Scott will take the news, I mean we've been in our own personal sex bubble for three days now," Stiles said wrapping his arms around the alpha and closing is eyes. Derek chuckled and pulled Stiles around to face him, "Yes and that wonderful bubble will remain for a long, long time," he said pressing his lips to the boys and pushing him back on the bed.
