The Ghost and I [Sterek]

Chapter 10

I think I might end this soon. IDK, college is killing me and I don't have time nor inspiration. I have so many ideas but I give up on them so easily. Is that me being a Sagittarius or is the just my ADHD???? Anyways here's to another chapter.

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"Would you be the Han Solo to my General Leia?" Stiles asked Derek as he flopped onto the couch next to the werewolf. Derek wasn't paying attention, considering he was trying to read, so when Stiles fell on him he made a growling noise.

 "Who?" Derek asked with a huff as he closed his book to look down at Stiles in his lap. Stiles groaned before sitting up and moving himself so he was sitting on Derek's lap.

 "Han Solo, Leia Organa, Star Wars. You know the eight movies we watched last week. Ringing any bells or no?" Stiles asked again, Derek just rolled his eyes.

 "I guess I'm your Han Solo-" 

 "No, you're more like a Chewie. I mean have you looked in a mirror at your eyebrows?" Derek was interrupted by Erica who walked right into the kitchen. Stiles was trying to hold in his laughter but failed. 

 "She's right you know, you got some bushy eyebrows." Stiles calmed his laughter down before he grabbed Derek's face with both hands and kissed him on the nose. "But you are my Han Solo. I love you"

"I know." Derek said with a straight face but gave a little grin when he heard Erica 'aww' in the kitchen.

 "You guys are so fucking cute." Erica interrupted again but this time to walk back upstairs.

"Isaac is actually Chewie," Stiles said as he got off Derek's lap to get Claudia from her playpen they had recently put in the living room.

 Stiles picked up the toddler who immediately smiled at be in Stile's arms. Stiles sat back down next to Derek and he sat Claudia on his lap. 

 "She's so precious Derek. Do you think she'll be a werewolf?" Stiles asked while he was holding Claudia up right with one hand and running his fingers through her thick hair with the other.

 "Most likely, every first born in my family was a werewolf,"  Derek started but then leaned his head on Stiles' shoulder. "She is precious, I wish they stayed like this forever."