Cashewchococake
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A story about Derek and Stiles building their family and trying to find their way to each other.
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Stiles was looking at him expectedly.
Derek took a deep breath and prepared himself for the upcoming words. “But I wasn’t the only one he smelled like, Stiles.”
He looked pleadingly at Stiles, who'd gone deathly pale, and was now shaking his head.
“Stiles-, Eli is your son.” Derek forced out.
Stiles let out a small breathless sound of “Oh!”
He shot up from the couch and took his head between his hands, pulling his hair.
When that didn’t help to quiet the raging flood of questions in his head, he started pacing.
“What? -I mean…how? How is that even possible?"
"Why the hell would you keep that from me?” He was spluttering.
Stiles couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
Why would Derek do that?
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He’s been obsessed with Derek Hale ever since he moved to Beacon Hills. He used to imagine running into him at coffee shops and becoming friends and then boyfriends. No matter that Derek Hale’s reputation as "Derek Hale: sex god" had already started garnering traction by the time Stiles got to high school with him. And plus, you know, there’s the whole straight thing. But Stiles always held out some hope, because Derek wouldn’t have been the first “straight” jock on the lacrosse team to bend him over. He wouldn’t even have been the second. He would have been the third. So, there was always that little inkling of want in the back of Stiles’ mind, but it never came to fruition. Derek Hale went on to sleep with lots and lots and lots of girls and never once did he even spare a glance at Stiles or run into him at a coffee shop.
And Stiles was sure, when he started at Beacon Hills University last year, that the chances were even slimmer, because this was college and there were twenty times as many students here as in high school. So, he quite confidently resigned himself to the fact that a relationship with Derek Hale would forever remain his deepest, darkest fantasy.
But then six days ago, he showed up to Am Lit.