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After only working five hours, Stiles thought he'd be fine, but at eight months pregnant, his ankles and lower back said otherwise. The second he's in the house, he toes his shoes off and waddles to the couch. He lets out a big sigh of relief as he sits and props his feet on the coffee table, the pain ebbing ever so slightly.
A small figure crawls over from the other side of the couch and curls up beside him. "Hi papa. I misseded you."
Stiles smiles and puts an arm around his son, kissing the top of his head. Sometimes it's hard to believe that five years have passed since meeting Derek. Their relationship was a whirlwind. It seemed like they went from their first date to ‘I love yous’ in a matter of days. In reality, it was a few weeks, but Stiles knew almost immediately that Derek was it for him. Thankfully, Derek felt the same.
Ollie came along soon after. It was an accident that his birth control failed during the first heat he spent with Derek, but a happy one. "I missed you, too, Ollie. Were you good for daddy today?"
Ollie beams up at him. "Yeah! I helpeded daddy cook dinner!" Though, since Ollie’s only four, 'dinner' sounds more like 'dinnew.'
"You did? Were you a good helper?"
"Yup!"
Stiles glances toward the kitchen and startles because Derek's suddenly there, smiling and greeting him with a little kiss. He's too damn quiet!
'Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you,’ Derek signs, sitting next to Stiles's feet.
'It's okay,' Stiles signs back.
'How are you?'
'My ankles are so swollen and my back hurts.'
Derek rests one hand on Stiles's ankle while he rubs the front of his fist against his chest in a circle. 'I'm sorry. I can take any pain, if you want.'
Stiles shakes his head. 'I'm okay. Thanks.'
"Dinner is almost ready," Derek says a bit loudly, which is normal since he rarely speaks anymore. Ever since Derek lost his hearing in a scuba diving accident eight years ago and realized he would communicate differently, he just stopped speaking altogether. Stiles is the only one he'll talk to every now and then, and that's perfectly fine. Stiles loves the sound of Derek's voice, and he's glad that the alpha trusts him enough to do so.
"I love your cooking. And whatever it is, it smells good.” Stiles speaks as he signs. It’s mainly for Ollie so that he can also learn sign language. Ollie’s loved signing from the beginning and always tries to sign as he speaks, too. However, since he’s only four, his signs become gibberish at some point, much like his talking. It’s adorable, and they always encourage him to sign anyway.
Derek leans over and kisses him softly before going to the kitchen to check on the food.
A few minutes later, Derek comes back with their food and sits down beside Stiles with his own plateful. He asks Stiles how work was, and Stiles's hands start flying as he vents about all the rude customers and the many mistakes he made—all due to pregnancy brain, and no one can tell him otherwise.
'Sorry, it was a long day,' Stiles signs, sighing heavily.
Derek smiles softly and shakes his head. 'It's okay. I don't mind.'
Once they’re done eating, he gets up and takes their plates to the kitchen. The second he stands, Ollie crawls over to steal his spot and snuggles up to Stiles’s side.
“We’re taking daddy’s spots now, huh?” Stiles teases, looping his arm around his little boy.
Ollie giggles. “He got up. And it’s warm!”
Stiles chuckles. “Daddy is pretty warm, huh?” Ollie nods, and Stiles notices Derek going upstairs out of the corner of his eye. “I wonder what daddy’s doing.”
Olle tilts his head for a few moments before he says, “He turneded on the bath, papa. Maybe we can play in the bath together! You can play with some of my toys.”
“A bath sounds wonderful.” Stiles kisses Ollie’s cheek and settles down with him to watch the cartoon playing.
Derek comes back down a few minutes later and walks over. ‘Enjoying the show?’
“Oh yeah, we’re having a blast,” Stiles says as he sits up. “I heard you have a bath running?”
Derek nods and holds his hand out. “For you.”
“For me?” Stiles smiles brightly and lets Derek help him to his feet. “Best alpha ever.”
Derek chuckles and leads Stiles upstairs to their bathroom. The lights are low, and a few lit candles are scattered across the room. The tub is full of bubbles, and the sweet aroma of coconut wafts through the air.
“Oh wow,” Stiles breathes out. “Der, you didn’t have to do this.”
Derek turns Stiles to face him and signs, ‘I wanted to. You had a bad day and I wanted to make it better. And I like taking care of you.’
Stiles smiles and signs back, ‘I know. I love it. I love you.’
‘I love you, too.’ Derek kisses him sweetly and helps him undress before getting in the tub.
Ollie runs in with some bath toys and hands them to Stiles. "Here papa!"
"Let papa have a quiet bath, pup," Derek says, moving to pick him you, but Ollie squeals and slips past him.
Stiles chuckles and watches Derek chase Ollie out of the room. Then he rests his head back and closes his eyes until the water gets cold.
Once he's out of the tub and dressed, he looks for his husband and pup.
Thanks to Ollie's giggles, he finds them playing with Legos in Ollie's room.
"Having fun?" he asks when Derek looks over.
"Yeah!" Ollie exclaims. "We was making a wolf like daddy!"
"Oh, I want to see."
'It's not finished,' Derek signs as he stands and walks over. 'Wanna go watch that movie now?'
They'd agreed to watch a Christmas movie tonight after Stiles got home from work.
"Yep. Ollie, let's go watch a movie. Also, that bath was amazing," Stiles says as they make their way downstairs, Ollie scooting on his bum all the way down. He smiles at his husband, signing a warm 'thank you'. Derek smiles back and kisses him deeply once they reach the bottom of the stairs.
"What are we gonna watch?" Ollie asks, his hands moving slowly as he tries to sign and talk simultaneously.
Derek's fingers dance in the air as he spells out Gremlins. Stiles beams and nods in agreement.
"Our favorite movie!" Stiles exclaims happily.
"What movie?" Ollie's still learning to fingerspell, and both Stiles and Derek tend to forget to slow down for him.
"Gremlins," Stiles says as he fingerspells it for Ollie. "It's mine and daddy's favorite Christmas movie."
Derek picks Ollie up and carries him to the couch, where they bury themselves under the blanket together, Ollie in between Derek and Stiles.
As Derek gets the movie set up, Ollie touches Stiles's belly and gasps. "Papa! I felt a bump!"
"The baby kicked for you?" Stiles smiles before he taps Derek's shoulder and signs to him what just happened.
Derek smiles brightly and puts his hand next to Ollie's. This isn't the first time they've felt the baby kick, but it always excites the whole family when it happens.
Ollie rests his head on Stiles's belly as they settle down, just as the movie starts.
Stiles can’t help the excitement coursing through him at the thought of seeing their baby soon. Their future is brighter than ever.