Hysteric-For-Sterek

Kind of.

He meant to say something cool, maybe make a dumb joke about werewolf pheromones or the full moon doing something to him - but instead, he just… kissed him.

In the middle of the loft. Mid argument. Mid sentence.

Derek freezes. Stiles panics.

“I - I didn’t mean to do that,” Stiles blurts. “Okay, that’s a lie. I definitely meant to, but not like that. Not mid ‘you're being emotionally unavailable again, Derek,’ because wow, what a mood killer, right? And-”

“Stiles.”

Stiles snaps his mouth shut.

Derek’s looking at him like he’s something wild and untouchable and also the only thing keeping him grounded.

“I’m crazy about you,” Derek says simply.

Stiles blinks. “What.”

“I have been. For a long time.”

“Oh.”

Beat.

“Wait, like…crazy crazy?”

Derek smiles - actually smiles - and takes a step closer. “Like, can’t-think-straight-when-you’re-around, your-voice-is-my-favorite-sound, I’d-follow-you-into-a-burning-building crazy.”

Stiles, for once in his life, has no words.

So he kisses him again.

This time, totally on purpose.

And Derek kisses him back like he’s been waiting forever.

Stiles comes by to drop off some books he'd borrowed from the Hale vault. Stiles, who never once judged Derek for having a one night stand when he was drowning in misery after Laura's death. Stiles, who never told Derek he didn't think the Alpha couldn't take care of a baby he didn't know he was going to have. Stiles, the 17 year old squishy human who saved his life more times than Derek could count.

Stiles comes in, sees the mess in the loft and just smiles fondly as he picks Eli up from Derek's chest and carries the baby around while Stiles starts to pick up toys. Stiles hums the whole time, soothing both father and son.

Derek wakes up an hour later to dinner on the table, Eli playing happily on the floor and Stiles putting his shoes back on

"you always have an uncanny ability to wake up once food is done" stiles told him fondly. "There's some peeled grapes in the freezer, those should Eli with his raging mouth thing he's got going on. There's garlic bread in the oven. I've got to head out and meet dad at the station. See you tomorrow, big guy"

Derek just says there dumfounded, staring at the closed door.