Family Life||Sterica
Soft daylight streamed through the window, falling in Stiles's eyes. He grumbled, rolling over to hide his face in his wife's neck, sighing and falling back asleep.
An hour later, a small blonde girl, squealing with laughter, ran into the room, jumping on her parents. She sat between them, placing slobbery kisses on their faces.
"Mommy! Daddy! Get up! Make me breakfast!" she whined, pulling on her mother's hair and her poking her father's cheek. Bouncing on the balls of her feet, she snuggled in between the two adults.
"Five more minutes!" Stiles grumbled, pulling his daughter against his chest, making her squeal out. Claudia shook her head, making her blonde curls fly around.
"Daddy! Nooow! I'm hungry," she pouted, poking his nose. She turned to Erica, opening her mother's eyes with her tiny fingers. Erica looked at her to see tiny pink pajamas and bright brown eyes, her chubby face framed with messy blonde curls.
"Fine! I'm up, I'm up," she mumbled, sitting up and yawning. She stood up, pulling Stiles's shirt down so it covered her underwear. Erica yanked Stiles out of bed, snickering as he fell on the floor with a yelp.
"I was up!" he whined, standing and rubbing his side. He adjusted his pajama pants, torso bare.
"Yay!" she cheered, pulling her parents by the hands to the kitchen. "Let's go eat."
Yet another average morning in the Stilinski home.
