Breezeblocks

Prologue

Stiles laughed silently as he picked his phone up off the bed side table. Derek snored softly in his sleep as Stiles turned on his phone. He slid the screen up and flipped the camera around to face the wear-wolf and himself. Stiles bit his bottom lip, knowing that Derek would not be too happy if he found out he was taking pictures of him sleeping. He softly shrugged and instantly stilled his movements when he felt the alpha tighten his grip around his human lover.

Stiles tilted the camera at a slight angle and smiled lazily at the camera. Stiles quickly pressed the button and took a few pictures of them laying together. A slight smirk grew on Stiles face as an idea popped in his head. He zoomed the camera in on Derek's face and took a few more picture of him. Stiles smirk slowly turned into a wide smile as he felt Derek pull close. His back was now pressed against the tired alphas body. Derek groaned slightly and kissed the back of Stiles neck. The human couldn't help but giggle.

"You know, I hate when you take pictures of me sleeping." Derek said in a groggy tone. Stiles nodded and tilted his head to give Derek more room to continue with his light kisses.

"Mhmm. What are you going to do about it?" He said, as if he was challenging the alpha. Derek smirked and flipped Stiles on his back. He looked up at Derek, still smiling as he hovered over Stiles.

"This."Derek mumbled as he leaned down and pressed his lips against Stiles'. Stiles held onto the back of Derek's neck and pulled him closer as he kissed him back. Derek trailed kisses down from his lips to his neck and continued his actions from earlier. He kissed and nipped at Stiles' sensitive skin as the human tilted his head giving his lover more room.

"Derek." Stiles breathed out. He closed his eyes and ran his fingers through Derek's dark hair. This is what he wanted. Moments like this made Stiles wish that they could stay like this forever. In an endless loop of love, affection, and devotion.

Derek removed his lips from stiles neck and looked down at him smiling. "Stiles...." He said softly as he caressed the side of his face. His eyes locked with Derek's and he smiled back. "It's time to get up." Stiles scrunched his eyebrows together in confusion.

"What?" Stiles removed his hand from the back of Derek's neck and sat up, looked at him in confusion.

"It's time to wake up."

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Stiles eyes slowly opened and squinted at the light that shinned through his window. He groaned and rolled over, facing away from the opened window. "Five more minuets, dad." He mumbled as he threw his warm, blue blanket over his face.

The blanket suddenly ripped out of Stiles grip and was thrown on the floor. "Son, get up now." John Stilinski said in a stern voice. Stiles huffed and rolled over facing his father.

"What will it take for you to let me sleep in for once?"His father rolled his eyes and shook his head, repeating his previous statement. Stiles sighed, knowing he wouldn't be able to get out of sleeping in this time. He sat up and rubbed his tired eyes, yawning. Stiles grabbed his phone and groaned even louder looking at the time.

"Seriously? It's eight am dad and it's a Saturday." He said emphasizing the and, hoping his father would realize that waking up this early was ridiculous. "Do you hate me that much?" His voice filled with sarcasm as he asked. His dad rolled his eyes once more.

"I will if you don't get your ass up." He replied, his voice filling with sarcasm as well. After that comment He left the room closing the door halfway. Stiles looked at the window and sighed remembering his dream. He laughed softly and a sad smile appeared on his face."Idiot." He mumbled quietly to himself as he stood up.