orphic [1] ⇻ stiles stilinski

xx. wolfs bane

[ start of wolfs bane part two]

AFTER LYDIA AND Eleanor's talk, the rest of the school day flew by like normal. And so, like any other Thursday, Eleanor went home to the Stilinski household; it was pizza night.

As soon as the youngest Hale entered the house, she could sense something was different. She looked around in wonder as Stiles hung up his jacket, and followed him up the stairs, climbing two at a time to keep up with his long legs. And as soon as she pushed the bedroom door open, she could tell what that something was. It was a someone. Derek.

A pair of footsteps were following up the stairs behind the pair as they walked into the room, catching Stiles completely off guard as he noticed the broody Hale standing behind his door.

"Hey, Stiles!" Stilinski called after his son.

Stiles fumbled to find his words as he made contact with the werewolf he denied being scared of. "Yo, D-Derek? I, um-"

Both of the siblings shook their head in denial and Eleanor motioned for Derek to stay where he was as she sped to open the door, smiling politely at Noah as he furrowed his eyebrows, his eyes fixated on his hyperactive son behind her.

"What'd you just say?"

"What?" Stiles questioned, as if he hadn't let Derek's name slip. "I said 'yo d-dad'"

"Listen, I've got to take care of something but I'm going to be there tonight. For your first game, I mean."

The sheriff smiled with pride as the words left his mouth and Stiles widened his eyes, turning to look at Eleanor as her mouth hung agape in shock. "What?"

She crossed her arms over her chest in annoyance and Noah grimaced, sensing the growing tension. "I'll leave you guys to talk about it. But Stiles - I'm proud of you. I really am."

With that, the two Stilinski's shared a brief hug. They departed swiftly afterwards, allowing Noah to descend the stairs and exit the house to take care of the business he had been speaking of. It also allowed Stiles to return to a very annoyed Eleanor.

"Your first game, huh?"

Stiles winced. "Listen, I was gonna tell you-"

"When? It's tonight."

Derek sat down on the bed beside him, already knowing that this was bound to take a while, and was probably going to turn into a full blown argument. They'd do this sometimes, Eleanor would tell him all about it. It would start off with something small, and then it would turn into something completely different and Eleanor would always end up in tears over something unnecessary.