wolfy one shots

puppy pile talks

**Third installment of Wolfy One Shots. So I tired to make this mostly Sterek but that didn't work out well. I'm sorry, in advance to this being so fluffy. It's, sadly, the only thing I know how to write. Anyway, here's puppy pile talks. Hope you like it!!

Summary: Stiles and Derek have a discussion at 3 am about what pup likes what parent better.**

"Ugh, you wolves are so freaking hot. It's like an oven in here," Stiles complained. Almost all the wolves were in his and Derek's bed and he was being cooked at 350. He had woken up at around 3:30 to find Malia, Jackson, Erica, Boyd, Isaac, Scott, Lydia and Liam knocked out in the bed. Stiles was currently trapped under Liam, who must have joined the pile last, seeing as how he was on top of everyone else too. He had Erica hugging his legs and Isaac hugging one of his arms. Being crushed into his mate's chest probably had something to do with the heat too.

Craning his neck to look at the rest of the pile, he saw Lydia was back to back with Derek with Malia in front of her. Scott was somewhere near Isaac. Boyd was on one side Erica and Jackson was at the foot of the bed, curled in a ball.

His moving and whispered complaints must have woken up his mate, who pulled him closer, "Shh..." Derek said, having a hard time finding Stiles's mouth, trying to physically shush him. "Pups are sleeping. Daddy's sleeping," he whispered groggily.

Stiles scoffed, pushing away the hand that managed to find its way to his mouth, "Yeah, well, mama's wide awake and practically on fire, so you aren't allowed to sleep either."

"That's mean," the man said childishly, opening one eye to look at his mate, "You're mean."

"Oh, but you love me so it doesn't matter," Stiles chuckled, kissing the other man, "You know, I don't think I'm gonna be able to go back to sleep with all this heat. It's too hot," Derek raised an eyebrow, "And we can't have sex because our youngest pup is laying on top of me," although even if Liam wasn't, they'd still have the others in the bed, too so it wouldn't matter, "I guess that means you have to talk to me."

Derek mock groaned, "I hate when I have to do that though," that earned him a glare, "You could get up and go downstairs or something. You know, like a normal person," he suggested.

Stiles scoffed, wondering what definition his mate had for 'normal people', "Yeah, well normal people don't usually have eight other people in their beds. One being actually on top of them," Stiles chuckled softly, looking at his pup, "Besides, I like cuddling my little space heaters. They're all two hundred degrees but they're still our babies," he said, making Derek laugh.

Liam squirmed a little, half waking up because of Derek's laugh. "Da'?" He mumbled, tiredly, looking at his pack mom and dad through half lidded eyes. "Tired," He yawned and used the palm of his hand to rub his eyes. "What're you talking 'bout?"

Derek looked at the boy, "Nothing, we just woke up and started talking. Nothing you need to worry about," Liam nodded, though he didn't show any signs that he knew what Derek had said, and moved so he was in between the alpha pair. He rested his head on Derek's chest, snuggling into him.

"I'm sleepy," the boy whined and tried to burrow deeper into his alphas chest, even though he was probably as close as he could have possibly gotten to the man.

Derek chuckled and ruffled the boy's hair, "Then go back to sleep, pup," At his 'dad's' order Liam nodded, and used one hand to hold onto Derek's shirt as if to make sure he wasn't going anywhere. Like he could with all the bodies around him.

"Night dad, night mama," he said almost inaudible to both Stiles and Derek.

Stiles had cooed at his mate and 'son'. He loved it when Derek acted like an adorable dad around them. If the human had ovaries, they would have been long gone, "Aww, my two babies," he sat up a little bit, "Hey, how come all the pups like you so much? I make them brownies and they don't cuddle me like that," Stiles whined, despite the three other pack members that felt they had to be touching him all at the same time.