Imagine: Derek when you babysit your nieces and nephews.
"Peter, no."You told your nephew before he could put gum in his sister's hair."You can't put gum in Bella's hair."
"Why not?"The five year old asked.
"Because it's bad."You replied before picking up and Barbie doll head that had some how come lose while Bella had been playing. You sat down beside Peter and your niece ran off."Put gum in her hair, see what happens."
You picked up a Barbie doll hairbrush after your nephew put the gum in the doll's hair and you ate,payed to brush it out.
"See it's not coming out."You showed Peter, before taking the scissors from where you'd put them away earlier after the arts and crafts portion of the day."So if you had put the gum in Bella's hair I would have had to go snip. Do you think your mommy would be happy about that?"
"No."Peter grumbled.
You nodded."So, don't put gum in your sister's hair. Now go play with her while I try and find Uncle Derek, ok?"
The boy ran off to play with his sister while you retrieved the body of the Barbie you had found earlier who now had a very fashionable pixie cut. You went to leave the room but saw your boyfriend standing in the doorway with a huge smile on his usually sour face.
"I need superglue."You pouted, showing him the broken doll.
He continued smiling."You're going to be good at this."
"What?"You looked at the doll's head."Becoming a doll stylist, because it has been a dream of mine since I was seven."
"No, no, at this."Derek gestured to the room."Being a mom."
Your eyes widened."Der-"
"Cora talks."The werewolf informed you.
"That bitch."You muttered, looking down."I was going to tell you but I just wanted to be sure first, I have a doctor's appointment on Monday."
"You don't need to go to the appointment."Derek told you as he came closer and placed a hand on your stomach.
"You know I don't trust pregnancy tests."You sighed.
"I can hear two heartbeats."He told you.
"Two? Two?"You blinked."We're having twins? Twins?! Oh my god! Derek!"
You squealed in excitement and he pulled you into his arms and kissed you lovingly.
"Ew!"
You heard a disgusted voice from behind you where Peter and Bella stood.
"Gross kissing."You nephew continued to scrunch up his nose.
"Auntie Y/N?"Bella asked timidly.
"Yes, sweetie?"You asked, crouching to her height.
"Can I put make up on Uncle Derek?"She barely whispered.
"Of course!"You told her before turning and smirking at your boyfriend."It's practice, Sourwolf, cheer up."