Our Guardian Angel

Chapter 29

Stiles decided that since he planned on hiding in the bathroom for a while hoping Derek would either A.) Give up or B.) Fall asleep—probably the latter—he would take a nice long bath. He hummed to himself as he waited for the tub to fill up. It was probably his favorite part of the house. Derek had put in a beautiful claw foot tub that sat next to the glass encased shower. Stiles pulled out a candle from the closet and lit it before turning back to the closet to look through his collection of bath stuff. (Derek secretly would steal some bath bombs on occasion because "It's relaxing okay, leave me alone.") He made a happy noise finding one he liked and stripped dropping the bath bomb into the water. Bubbles exploded while pink and blue swirled around the water. "This was a good idea." He mumbled to himself.

He finally decided he should get out when he had started to doze off in the tub. He wasn't sure how long he'd been sitting in there but his fingers and toes were as pruned as they could possibly be. He dried off, pulled Derek's shirt back over his head and threw on his underwear before peeking through the doorway into the room. Derek was under the blanket, the TV playing quietly on the wall across from the bed. The wolf was laying on his stomach, arms wrapped tightly around his pillow, little snores filling the room. Stiles just smiled and shut off the light climbing into bed.

"Where am I?" Stiles mumbled to himself, walking up a dirt path. It led to his house. He scrunched his eyebrows together walking inside.

"Der?" He called.

"PAPA!" a little girl ran over to Stiles jumping up, hands way above her head. Stiles was confused but picked the little girl up letting her curl into him.

"Gabbie, I told you to leave your father alone, he just got home." Derek's voice came. "Hi, babe." He said pressing a kiss on his lips.

"What's going on?"

Derek scrunched his eyebrows, "What do you mean?" Stiles just shook his head, "Oh! Laura will be here soon with dessert for tonight. Your parents are on their way too."

"Wait what?"

Derek chuckled, "We're having pack night? Are you feeling okay?"

"Y-Yeah, I just forgot, I guess."

The wolf plucked the little girl from his arms. "Why don't you go shower before everyone else gets here."

"Okay."

"Roman is sleeping in our bed, he wasn't feeling great. Just try to be quiet."

"Who?"

Derek felt Stiles' forehead, "Your son?" He said, "Are you sure you're feeling okay?"

Stiles rubbed his hands over his face, "Maybe I should lay down."

Derek just nodded, "I'll see if mom has any tea left for you."

"Gramma!!" Gabbie yelled wiggling in Derek's arms.

"Your mom's here?"

"Yeah, she and dad have been cooking since you've been at work." Derek said, "Go lay down, I'll bring you tea."

Stiles nodded, Derek pressing a kiss to his cheek before he walked away. Stiles just shook his head and found his way into his and Derek's room. A little boy laying in the middle of the bed. He laid down next to him, he had Stiles' pale skin and Derek's dark brown hair, little moles all over the place. He looked down at his hands noticing the wedding band on his left ring finger. He smiled, whatever this was it was nice.

Stiles' eyes were heavy but he woke up when Derek moved next to him. "Sorry, did I wake you?"

The younger just shrugged, "What time is it?"

"About nine." Derek said, stretching his arms above his head.

"I had the best dream." Stiles hummed. "Our parents were here, and we had two kids."

Derek turned, his eyebrows scrunched up, "What?"

"My dream. We were having a pack night with our parents and our kids. Laura was coming. The pack was there..."

"Kids...?"

Stiles nodded, "Gabbie and Roman." The two said at the same time.

"Stiles. That was my dream too..."

He sat up in bed, looking at the wolf, "That's weird."

"Yeah..."

Stiles shrugged, "Maybe it's just some mate shit." He laughed.

"Probably..."

--

Stiles waited until Derek had left for his run before finding Isaac to ask how everything went last night.

"I like her, Stiles." He said, a small blush forming on his cheeks. "She said she wants to hang out again, just us."

Stiles smiled, "Good. I'm happy for you two."

"What about Derek? Did he say anything about...?"

Stiles shrugged, "I mentioned it and he just kept asking who liked her so I locked myself in the bathroom until he fell asleep."

Isaac chuckled, "Well...thanks."

"I'll ask some more." Stiles said. "But, he's gonna try to find out."

Isaac just nodded, "We'll see how tomorrow night goes first."

Stiles nodded leaving the room.

--

"So," Cora said, slightly out of breath as she stopped running. Derek came to a halt turning to face her.

"You okay?" He put his hands on his head.

Cora nodded, "I need to talk to you and you need to not freak out about it or on anyone or anything." Derek just nodded. "Promise me."

"I promise I won't freak out on anyone about what you tell me." Derek snorted rolling his eyes.

"You know how we went to the movies last night?" Derek nodded. "It was a double—kinda triple date."

Derek just raised his eyebrows at her, "But it was Scott and Allison, Lydia and Jackson, and..."

"Me and Isaac." She butted in.

"Oh."

"Are you mad?"

Derek bit his lip and shrugged. "I don't know."

"How do you not know?"

"Because I love Isaac and I know he'd never hurt you but I also hate the thought of you having a boyfriend and I'd still kill him if you get hurt but I don't want Isaac to get hurt either but...I don't know."

Cora snorted, "It's not actually anything yet. We don't know what's going on but I do think I like him and I don't want you freaking out and threatening him."

Derek nodded, "Well, if you guys like each other and he's respectful and doesn't hurt you, I'm fine with it."

"Not that you can control who I date." Cora muttered. "I figured you'd like to know from me before it just happens...if it does."

"Yeah, I'll still kill him."

Cora rolled her eyes, "Race ya."

"You're on."