"Stiles, will you please relax?" Ananthika sighs as she speaks to her brother on the phone. "I'll be fine tonight by myself! I know, I'll lock the door, I promise. Okay. Love you too. Bye." The girl sighs and looks back to her boyfriend, rolling her eyes and shaking her head. "Brothers." Derek chuckles as she lays herself beside him on the bed, his arm draping around her shoulders.
"Was he telling you to keep me out of the house?" He jokes, kissing the top of her head.
"Oh, haha, you're hilarious." Ananthika mumbles, snuggling her head into his neck and draping an arm around his waist.
"You know we have to tell him and your dad sometime, right?" Derek hums, his fingers tangling themselves into her hair.
"I know. I just don't want them to go all protective on me."
"True. It is me after all." Derek shrugs.
"No, no. It's not that, Der." Ananthika sighs, tracing patterns on her boyfriend's chest. "You're freaking three years older than me. I just know if I tell they'll be all...Stilinski about it." She sighed, gently gripping his shirt within her fingers.
"Ananthika, I'm an alpha. People have attempted to kill me so many times I've lost count. I think I can handle one more." Derek says, raising his eyebrows.
"I know, but I-"
"Ananthika?"
Ananthika jumped when she head the familiar voice come from her doorway, looking up to see her brother standing there staring at her and Derek, his hazel eyes the size of saucers.
"Stiles, don't freak out..."
"Freak out? Freak out?" Stiles says, raising his eyebrows. "Oh no, I'm not freaking out. I just found my baby sister lying in bed with someone 3 freaking years older than her, and is, oh yeah! Derek Hale!" He exclaims, flailing his hands everywhere.
"Okay, technically you're only older than me by three minutes..."
"Ananthika!"
"Will you calm down?" Derek piped up, climbing out of Ananthika's bed and moving forward to place a hand on his girlfriend's shoulder. "Stiles, look, I know you don't trust me. But trust me when I tell you, I care about your sister. I'm not gonna hurt her. And that's a promise." Derek says, making Ananthika look up at him and smile. But Stiles is still fuming, and Ananthika wouldn't be surprised if steam started emerging from his ears.
"May I have a a word with my sister please?" Stiles says sternly, eyeing his sister like a lion eyes its prey. Derek sighs, nodding.
"Yeah, sure." He moves his head down and gently presses a kiss to the top of his girlfriend's head before moving out the bedroom window. Ananthika sighs, flipping down on her bed.
"So, lemme guess. You hate me now, don't you?" She says, raising her eyebrows and looking up at her big brother. Stiles' face immediately softens.
"What? Ananthika, no." He sighs, moving to sit beside his sister. "It's just...Derek? Out of every guy in Beacon Hills you had to pick Derek?" Ananthika sighs, raking a hand through her hair.
"Stiles, I know you don't like him...but I do. I like him a lot actually. I've never felt this way before. About anyone!" She says, looking up at her brother with soft eyes. "But I..I can't stand the thought of dating someone with you mad at me." Stiles tips his head at his sister, sighing softly.
"You really like him?" He asks, and Ananthika nods slowly.
"I really do." The brunette boy sighs and gives his sister a gentle smile, draping an arm around her shoulders.
"Then that's all I need to hear. I just want you to be happy, Ananthika." He says, and Ananthika smiles, hugging her brother.
"Thanks, Stiles." She murmurs.
"Anytime."
"Stiles?"
"Yeah?"
"Will you help me tell dad? And by that I mean stand in front of Derek so dad can't shoot him?"
A/N- I'm so sorry this took so long, love!! I hope you enjoyed!! 💕
