I Would Fake Forever With You(Sterek)

Inner brat

Derek sat on the floor next to where the twister mat was now set up. He had managed to get through dinner with Laura and Lena without any issues. Conversation was mostly with the kids, asking about school and their extracurricular activities. Lena would occasionally ask Stiles something about himself, but it was easy to answer questions. All in all, it was the easiest meal they'd had with Derek's family. Laura and Lena had left, leaving Derek and Stiles to wrangle the four kids.

"I wanna spin the circle thingy," Desi said sitting next to Derek on the floor of the living room.

"You don't want to join the others on the mat?" Derek asked, though he already knew the answer. Desi was more of an observer than a player. She was shy and preferred quiet intimate playtimes rather than loud large groups.

Stiles took the opportunity to type up the extra credit email for the waiter from earlier.

"Ollie, left foot blue," Desi announced proudly as the spinner stopped.

Derek sat back against the couch, letting Desi control the spinner. He missed spending time with his nieces and nephews. It was the hardest part of living so far away, but the stress and exhaustion that came with dealing with is family just wasn't worth it. He would just enjoy these moments when he could.

"I'm done," Desi held the spinner out to Derek.

"Already?"

She only nodded before running over to Stiles.

Stiles suddenly had a child crawling into his lap. "Oh, hey Desi," he smiled down at the girl now tucked on his lap.

"Whatcha doing?" She asked looking at the laptop in front of her.

"I'm sending homework to someone," Stiles typed the last sentence and pointed at the touch screen. "You want to hit the send button?"

Desi shyly reached out, "This one?"

"That's the one."

She pressed it and a giggle erupted when a whooshing sounded.

"That means it sent. Good job," Stiles closed the laptop then, his eyes lifting to meet Derek's. A small smile on his mouth.

Derek's heart was soaring at the sight of Desi tucked into Stiles' lap. Desi didn't take to many people, so it warmed him to see her so comfortable with Stiles. It made Derek fall for the guy that much more.

"What next uncle Derek?" Andrew asked, pulling Derek from his trance.

"Ummm, right hand yellow," he said turning his attention back to the game.

Stiles pulled a notepad from his briefcase. "Still wanna play tic tac toe?"

Desi's face lit up. "I brought gel pens. Can we use them?"

"Of course," Stiles agreed enthusiastically.

"I wanna write in blue, what color do you want?"

"How about orange? Do you have that color?"

"Yes," Desi beamed before running off to the spare room.

Stiles looked up just in time to see Andrew fall over, taking the other two down with him, crashing into Derek.

The sound of Derek's laughter hit Stiles. It was the first time he'd heard a true guttural laugh from the man, and it made Stiles smile. Derek's laughter was infectious as was his smile. Was there anything about him that wasn't perfect? Stiles wondered.

"Here you go," Desi returned then holding up a sparkly orange pen.

"Awesome," Stiles grinned, as Desi climbed back into his lap.