She Is Yours Too

We've Found Our Nemo

Derek startled awake as something landed on his chest. His eyes flared red out of instinct, which caused the two year old on his chest to giggle and flash her golden eyes back at him. Derek felt his body un-tense as his daughter's scent consumed his senses, her toothy smile very contagious. 

"Hey, sweet-pea." 

"Papa!" Derek chuckled, bringing her close to his chest. 

"Where's your daddy, pumpkin?" 

"Outside." Talia brought her hands up, tugging at Derek's hair. She used the leverage she had in his thick strands to pull herself into the standing position. Derek let out a grunt, but otherwise didn't react. He closed his eyes again, enjoying the moment. It didn't last long, Talia slapping her hands against Derek's cheeks. 

"Wake up, fishy!" Talia's latest obsession has been Finding Nemo, there's no napping around her. Derek swooped her up in his arms, zerberting her stomach. She squealed, trying to get free from Derek's hold. 

"You, Miss Missy, have been told about the hitting. What have daddy and I told you?" Derek nipped at her stomach again, causing her to squirm and giggle.

"No hit, no hit!" Derek smirked. 

"Exactly, no hit." Derek set her back on his lap, brushing her hair out of her face. 

"I don't think tickling her is an effective way to combat bad behavior." 

Derek raised an eyebrow, looking towards his husband. Stiles was in the entry way of the living room, leaning against the wall. He had a smirk on his face, but the adoration and love was so clear in his facial expression. It still took Derek's breath away, how gorgeous the man in front of him was, and how much he loves said man.

"Are you coming at my parenting skills?" Stiles chuckled, pushing off the wall and walking towards his family. 

"Not so much coming at, as questioning." Stiles plopped next to Derek, pressing a kiss to Talia's head. 

"Is Papa being silly?" Talia laughed, flashing her eyes at Stiles. 

"Papa is always silly." Stiles laughed. 

"I completely agree with you." Derek mocked offense, holding Talia above his head. 

"Who's always silly?" 

"Papa!" 

"Oh?" 

Derek moved in, tickling her stomach again. She flailed uncontrollably, reminding him of Stiles, joyful squeals escaping her lips. Derek stopped, continuing to hold her up. 

"Who's always silly?" She didn't hesitate in answering. 

"Papa!" Derek did it again, getting the same reaction from her. 

"Who's silly?" 

"Not papa, not papa!" Derek smiled, holding her close to his chest. He gave Stiles a smug smile. 

"It's not combating bad behavior, but conditioning for good behavior." Stiles shook his head. 

"You're a terrible human being." He snatched Talia from Derek's lap, instead placing her in his and then used Derek's lap as a head rest. 

"What should we do today, bugaboo?" 

"Finding Nemo! Can we pleeeease watch Finding Nemo?" Stiles shared a look with Derek, both of them accepting their fate. 

"Fine, fine." 

Stiles reached for the remote, turning on the blasted movie. They didn't even have to do anything but turn the TV on, because the disk was already in the DVD player from when they watched it on replay the day before. Stiles settled back in, Derek throwing a blanket over the three of them. Derek sighed in contentment, running his fingers through Stiles' hair and breathing in the scent of his little family. It was almost perfect. 

Don't get him wrong, there were still rough days. There were still times when Derek had so much doubt, where he thought he was completely screwing up his kid, and doing everything wrong. But Stiles was always there to pull him back. And it's not just his husband anymore that does it. It's in the moments where Talia looks up at him with so much love and trust in her eyes, that Derek knows he's doing something right. Derek felt whole, and happy. He felt healed. Scarred, but healed. He looked down at his husband, who had his eyes closed. Stiles wasn't sleeping, just simply lying there. 

"Babe." Stiles hummed in response, making Derek chuckle. 

"What do you think of a boy next time?" 

Stiles sat up, eyes wide. He disturbed Talia's movie watching, an annoyed growl leaving her throat. Derek repressed a laugh, she was still learning so her growl sounded more like a kitten. It was so darn cute, but Derek knew he couldn't laugh at it without upsetting her. 

"Can you repeat what you just said, love?" Derek's attention flickered back to Stiles. 

"A boy, we should try for a boy." Stiles mouth hung open, his eyes still comically wide. 

"Are you fu- messing with me?" Derek's face scrunched up. 

"Why would I mess with you on this?" 

Stiles' mouth opened and closed a couple times, words not leaving his mouth. Derek waited, knew he'd eventually find his words. Finally Stiles' face settled, making it hard for Derek to breath again. 

"What if it's a girl though?" Derek shrugged. 

"Then we'll have two daughters, who we love so much." 

Stiles surged forward, pressing their lips together. Derek hummed, kissing him back. That little kitten noise disrupted them, Talia jumping on top of them. Stiles laughed, holding her in between them. Derek kissed Stiles again, before pressing a kiss to Talia's head. 

"Sorry munchkin, we'll watch the movie now." Talia huffed, but snuggled closer to her fathers. Stiles chuckled. 

"She's your kid." 

"Not with the amount of flailing she does. She's all yours." 

"Sshhhh." Derek and Stiles shared a look. 

"Sorry, sweat pea."