I Would Fake Forever With You(Sterek)

Breakfast

Derek glanced at Stiles curiously through breakfast. His brother and Benjamin were busy gushing over the strawberry jam brioche rolls. Stiles had been abnormally quiet all morning. Derek couldn't help but wonder if it had to do with the phone call from the night before or if maybe he just wasn't a morning person.

"Can I just say that I think it's adorable that you wear Derek's clothes," Ben smiled at Stiles before taking a large bite of Brioche.

Stiles glanced down at the Henley that was just a size too big. "I don't have a lot of stuff at Derek's, so it happens on occasion," he shrugged bashfully.

"I love when Benji wears my clothes," Dominic put an arm around his husband, who lit up with a blush.

Derek noticed that the smile on Stiles face seemed strained.

"So I talked to mom this morning, she's doing a big dinner at the house tonight. You have to bring Stiles." Dominic turned his attention to his brother now.

Derek swallowed nervously and nodded. He had hoped to get a few days to work up to Stiles meeting his family but who was he kidding? He was lucky Dominic hadn't invited them to breakfast.

"Aww, Dom, he's nervous," Ben smiled sympathetically at Derek.

"I would say it's gonna be fine, but..." Dominic trailed off.

Derek shot Dominic a glare.

"They're gonna hate me, aren't they?" Stiles asked, noticing the exchange between the brothers.

Dominic busied himself with his orange juice while Derek sighed.

"It's fine. I can handle one dinner," Stiles put a comforting hand on Derek's arm.

"Oh it won't be just one dinner," Dominic snorted, earning another glare from Derek.

Stiles frowned.

"You'll be invited to every event we have planned."

"Stiles has work, he won't be available," Derek spoke through grit teeth.

"You knew we were coming up and you didn't plan for him to get time off? Mom's gonna be pissed," Dominic raised a brow before turning back to his breakfast.

Stiles saw the stiffness in Derek's shoulders.

"It's fine, I can get someone to cover me. I'll work on my lesson plans in between family gatherings so they have the material," Stiles hated seeing Derek so stressed. Family shouldn't be this hard.

"Perfect," Dominic grinned before waving over the waitress for the check.

"What do you do for work?" Benjamin asked.

"I'm...a...uh...teacher for....the local FBI academy," Stiles said a silent prayer that they wouldn't pry.

"A teacher huh?" Dominic raised his eyes from the bill he was currently inspecting.

"What do you teach?" Ben asked, nudging Dominic.

"Criminal profiling," Stiles fidgeted with his fork, awaiting the dreaded question he knew was coming.

"What is that exactly?"

Stiles couldn't blame Benjamin for being curious. It wasn't a common job.

"Umm, I...teach how to observe...people," Stiles answered vaguely.

"Observe people?" Dominic asked, his tone sounded unimpressed.

"I observe crime scenes, typically those of a serial killer or a murder that is unsolved...and I teach how to observe their motive...and links to other cases and...try to figure out potential...future moves...that the person might make. I also teach how to read body language,"

Benjamin and Dominic's eyes both widened.

Stiles swallowed hard and tried not to look at Derek.

"Pretty cool, right?" Derek piped in. He could tell Stiles didn't like to talk about work much and now it made sense as to why.

"Unnerving is the word I'd use," Dominic frowned.

"That sounds really morbid," Ben looked slightly horrified.

"It can be," Stiles nodded, dropping his eyes to his mostly empty plate.

"Well, thanks for breakfast guys, but we should get going. Tell everyone I'll see them tonight," Derek stood then. He could see how uncomfortable Stiles was and they could both use a breather from pretending.

"See you later Stiles. Bye Derek," Ben waved as Derek gently pulled Stiles after them.

"What was that about?" Stiles asked when they were finally outside of the restaurant.

"I can only take so much judgement from my brother at a time. He's more tolerable when he's drunk, but sober...there's a reason I moved three states away."

"And he's one of the better ones?" Stiles couldn't help but feel worried about meeting the rest of Derek's family.

"Yeah. Look if you want to back out at any point-"

"Hey," Stiles caught Derek's arm to stop him, forcing him to face Stiles. "I can handle it. But If you're looking for a way out then I can-"

"No, you make this...so much easier. I just feel bad that you're gonna be subjected to it," Derek cut in.

"If I can take some of the heat off of you, I'm happy to," Stiles gave an assured smile. "But I'd like to be in my own clothes when I do," Stiles gestured down at himself.

Derek smiled, "I think you look cute," he tugged at the slightly large shirt of his.

Stiles rolled his eyes, "We should probably move some of my clothes over in case this happens again. If I only ever wear your clothes, they won't believe I ever stay over."

Derek frowned as Stiles headed towards the car again. He couldn't remember the last time he had someone's stuff in his apartment. Kate had been weird about that. Derek had always stayed at her place, but he was never allowed to leave his clothes there. He'd offered to clean a drawer for her but she refused. Maybe he could for Stiles.

"What if I cleaned out a drawer? I have plenty of space to consolidate," Derek offered when he climbed into the drivers seat next to Stiles.

Stiles raised a brow, "Is that something you would do after three months?"

Derek only shrugged. He didn't honestly know.

"I don't want to take up your space, I can just bring a suitcase," Stiles shrugged.

Derek felt his heart drop. He didn't know why he was disappointed. That was a big step in a relationship. It was the step just below full on living together and he wasn't even dating Stiles.

Stiles noticed the disappointment on Derek's face, so he cleared his throat. "Although, having a suitcase just lying around could get annoying."

Derek's brow quirked hopefully.

"I'll get it cleaned out by tonight," Derek smiled.

Stiles bit down on his lower lip to hold back a blush. He wondered if Derek was this good of a boyfriend all the time? 

*AN*
Sorry this took so long to get up, my computer decided to be a piece of shit and wattpad has been also not cooperating. Anyway, hope you enjoy!