Help me save my balls? (Sterek)

Chapter 19

So this chapter isn't in either of their POV's cus it was just easier and I'm lazy. Just thought I'd let you know before anyone freaks out and murders me...

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Stiles is currently rolling around on the forest floor laughing so hard he almost throws up. He sounds like a whole excited pack of hyenas, clutching his stomach and kicking his legs. His eyes tear up and he wipes them quickly as his laughter starts to die down. A

"A- a hedge-" another bout of giggling ensues "a hedgehog!" Stiles snorts an it sets him off in hysteria again "a hedgehog Derek!" He manage to control his laughter to the stage it was just high pitched exhales of breath. "You were- you were scared- of a- HEDGEHOG!" And he starts laughing his ass of again. The echo of his laughter could probably be heard from miles away but he'd stopped caring and it took ages for him to calm down.

"OKAY!" Derek eventually snaps. Stiles quiets down, but he's still out of breath and chucking quietly.

"I'm sorry buddy" Stiles says, breathing hard "but you gotta admit, big scary alpha wolf scared of a little innocent hedgehog, that's funny!"

"I wasn't scared!" Derek says indignantly.

"No. You weren't." Stiles says seriously, then adds "you were TERRIFIED!" And starts laughing all over again. Derek just huffs.

"Ok! Ok! I'm sorry! I'll stop..." Stiles huffs through his breathlessness.

"Thank you!" Derek exclaims impatiently.

"... Wouldn't want to scare you or anything." He giggles. By this point, Stiles is just lying on his back with his hands on his stomach, giggling at his own jokes, while Derek has managed to hoist himself up onto a ledge the other side of the door. It's not the exit Derek's focused on though, it's the little hedgehog positioned on his lap, curled up into a little ball. If Stiles could see it, he definitely would have aww'ed, but luckily for Derek's dignity, Stiles couldn't see them, so he was perfectly happy stroking the little ball of spikes softly while Stiles laughed himself into a stupor.

"'Im not alone down here'" Stiles mimics, and he thinks he nails it. Derek doesn't appreciate it as much but Stiles is sure he is laughing on the inside.

"Stiles?"

"Yes, my dear scaredy-puppy?"

"I think it's ill." Derek says and Stiles' motherly instinct kicks in instantly, and he goes completely straight faced.

"How can you tell? Poor little thing was probably trapped down there with you! Hurry up, get it out here, come on!" He says in his doctor voice and Derek chuckles, glad that he had managed to distract Stiles from his little embarrassing episode. Derek nods, not that Stiles can see it and place the little mammal down beside him. He inspects the cracks that create a door and looks for any way of opening it. He can't see anything and in his mood, decides to go for the easiest option.

"You're not in front of the door, are you Stiles?" He calls out.

"No, I'm to the left of it. Why? Did you find a way to open it?" Stiles says, sitting up.

"Sort of." And with that, Derek punches a hole through the door and the whole thing comes off its sneaky hinges. Stiles lets out a surprised an scared yelp, then looks at Derek squinting as he emerges into the evening light. "Who's the scaredy cat now?" He says.

"Dude, that could have killed me, there's not much a hedgehog an do to you." Derek then does something very unexpected. Something unfathomable. Something truly terrifying.

He sticks his tongue out at Stiles. Stiles snorts in surprise and amusement.

"Ok so where's Alfred then?" Stiles demands.

"Alfred?" Derek questions.

"I'm calling the hedgehog Alfred." Stiles claims.

"I think it's a girl." Derek says, back to his grouchy self.

"He/she can be who and whatever he/she wants to be."

"Fine. I'll just get him/her" Derek gripes, and he ducks back into the tree. He emerges seconds later with a little hedgehog in his hands. It looks up at Stiles and sneezes at the light. Stiles coos and Derek rolls his eyes.

"Hey little buddy! How are you? Was it bad down there? Was the mean old alpha scary? Did he disturb you?" Stiles gushes at the little animal, taking him from Derek's palm and stroking down its spines.

"Hey!" Derek exclaims, holding his hands up defensively. "Who rescued the guy/girl from the tree?" He says and Stiles is the one to roll his eyes now.

"Whatever." He says to Derek, before turning back to the hedgehog "you like the name Alfred, don't you little guy/girl?" He says in a mushy voice. "Can we keep it Derek? Please? Pretty please? With a cherry on top? It will die without us! Look how weak it is (no offence Alfred) it'd never survive by itself!" He pleads with Derek like a little child. How could Derek say no to those eyes and that little pout?

"Fine." He says, crossing his arms. "But only till it gets better!" He warns and Stiles thanks him profusely. "Lets get back though, your dad and mrs Stilinski will be worried."

"Yeah, probably." Stiles scans his surroundings and realises something. "And which way exactly would 'back' be?"

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So I made it purely fluff (kinda) so you're welcome. I think this is probably my favourite chapter (so far) so be nice! Thanks so much for reading and don't forget to tell me what you think and share with all your friends and make me popular :)