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On a chilly, snowy morning, Derek returned from the kitchen, bringing Stiles a delightful early morning treat. A soothing cup of hot chocolate is the perfect winter treat that's delicious with caramel drizzle and whipped cream. Stiles was still in bed, wrapped up in the fluffy warm sheets, slow to get the day started. “Rise and shine, sleeping beauty.” Derek playfully teases.
Stiles wakes with a grumble, his cute face smoothed into the pillow. He sits up, not really awake just yet, but one sweet and soft kiss from his mate, and he is stirring. He’s sleepy, but he’s woken by the sweet and rich aroma of hot chocolate.
Stiles yawns as he rubs his hand across his face. He slept so peacefully last night, wrapped up in Derek's arms. No nightmares to haunt him, and now he stretches and pops out the kinks in his back, feeling perfectly calm and blissful.
He sees the cup in Derek’s hand, and a bright, happy grin sparkles across his handsome face. He takes the warm mug and swipes a finger through the melting whipped cream on top of the hot chocolate, licks it off, and sips a small taste. Likewise, he hums as he drinks his hot chocolate—the warmth spreads through him as he enjoys the delicious treat. When he pulls the cup away from his lips and looks at his kind mate, he's grinning like a cute fool.
“I love you.” Stiles whispers as joy warms his heart.
Derek kisses him again, then pecks a kiss on his nose before he palms Stiles' cheeks and kisses him lightly. Stiles feels his heart kick as their lips touch. Feeling blissfully happy as he kisses his soulmate, Stiles thanks his lucky stars for another practically perfect day.
He snuggles up close to his mate when Derek sits beside him, and Derek cradles him so carefully, hugging him like he is a precious treasure. He presses soft kisses to his lips for no other reason than he loves Stiles and wants to see him smile because every time he kisses his mate, Stiles grins so blissfully, looking utterly happy.
“You are so beautiful. I love you,” Derek murmurs, placing a slow kiss on Stiles' lips, and Stiles feels the very breath leave his chest as Derek gazes back at him with pure love and devotion shimmering in his eyes.
Stiles felt so utterly happy, like he was living in heaven on earth, and he could not stop smiling—everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt, and he couldn’t be happier. The more time that Stiles spent with Derek, the more he fell in love with him every day. Like his heart grew two sizes too big for his chest, and he got that lovey-dovey look whenever Derek was around.
He never thought of himself as the romantic guy, but when Derek was around, and they were doing something as simple as talking, he just sort of melted. He loved a little softer, and Stiles gets this butterfly-fluttering sensation in his belly every time Derek looks at him with that smitten look.
On this morning, inside their cozy, sweet home, they snuggle up warmly in bed. Being a wolf means Derek gives off heat like a furnace, and Stiles snuggles in close, basking in the cozy warmth of his mate's body.
“Mmmmm, you’re warm,” Stiles purrs as he cups his mate’s face. His thumb brushes over the prickly stubble on Derek's cheek; his eyes are stunningly beautiful as he looks at Stiles like he is the love of Derek's life. His lips are pink and soft as he presses a kiss to Stiles' lips that makes Stiles' heart skip a beat. Stiles loves the early morning when they are snuggled together, all cute and cozy.
It’s the best time because Stiles gets to see the softer side of his mate: Derek may look like a badass, and if threatened he can give the devil a run for his money, but now he's gently pressing kisses all over Stiles's face—marking him with love.
“I love cuddling with you. Can we just stay here forever?” Stiles asks as he gives Derek a hug.
Derek smirks as his mate sort of nuzzles his chest like a kitten, and so here they were enjoying a blissful snuggle fest, lying together, and Derek wouldn’t wish to be anywhere else. They snuggle up under a fuzzy, fluffy blanket, where Derek rubs Stiles' back as Stiles lays his head on his chest.
The alpha smiles fondly at him, giving his mate a tender hug with arms that feel like being swaddled in a cozy blanket. Cuddling is one of the simple joys of being in a relationship that Stiles savors: he grins when they kiss, nearly purring like a kitten as Derek gives him a fond snuggle hug. Laying his head on Derek's chest, sinking into his strong arms, Stiles whispers, “I love you.”
Stiles has this sweet, lovey sort of look on his face, and Derek grins back at him and pulls Stiles in close and presses the softest kiss to his lips before whispering, “I love you.”
Derek hugs Stiles to his chest and kisses his forehead. “I love you too.” He holds Stiles a little tighter; his embrace feels like being snuggled in a cozy warm blanket fresh from the dryer, and with Derek by his side, Stiles feels like he got his happily ever after.
He lies beside him in bed, his cheeks are a little pink with warmth, but his chest rises and falls with ease as he steals another soft kiss from the man he dearly loves. Derek hugs him like a teddy bear. The soulmates shared tender kisses, wasting a winter day with warm hugs and kisses from lips as sweet as honey. “I love you.” Derek snuggles closer and hugs Stiles, who gives him a hug in return. Derek gently embraces Stiles, holding him against his chest and giving him a cozy snuggle.
Now, snuggled up in a cozy nest in bed, Derek leans in and gently kisses Stiles, who smiles back at him, and whispers, “I love you so much; you make every day worth living. I would be so lost without you.”
While Derek may claim he isn’t into rom-com fluffy crap, he is a big softie at heart—Stiles can see it in his eyes and the way he is with him, and every time Derek lightly kisses Stiles, Stiles' knees go weak in the heat as his heart soars within his chest.
Stiles begins to press soft kisses all over Derek's face, one on his cheek and then his lips, which made Derek grin. Then he kisses his forehead and his nose, as if he must mark Derek with love. Derek grins so brightly that his cheeks flush rosy and red. “I love you, Stiles. I love you with all of my heart.”
Stiles' smile only brightens when Derek pecks a kiss on his lips. Their hearts became joined by pure love and devotion, almost beating in perfect sync with each other.
They lie together in the silent bliss of a snowy day; Derek brushes a soothing rhythm of strokes up and down Stiles' spine as they cuddle, tracing each vertebra softly. Tenderly holding his beloved mate within his loving embrace, Derek smiles as Stiles sinks against him, sated and content with a smile on his lips.
This is where Stiles finds peace. He shivers, cold from the prickling goosebumps on his skin, but then Derek tucks him into his arms and wraps the fluffy blankets tighter around him and gives him a soft kiss, and that is where Stiles finds peace—in his mate’s arms, warm and safe, and he suddenly feels like he is standing under the sunny sun, bathed in the rich, warm light, and his heart is filled with love.
If he could lie here forever, wrapped up in Derek's gentle, strong arms, cozy and warm and blissfully content, it would be heaven. He lightly kisses Derek's lips, and being cuddled up beside his mate is one of the greatest joys in Stiles' life.
Without a doubt, hot chocolate and warm cuddles make the cold morning just melt away.
♥ END ♥