Derek watches another set of parents go past, smiling brightly down at the baby in her mother’s arms.
He tries to quell the panic slowly growing in his stomach. What if he never has the chance to be a dad? What if his past relationship screwed him up so badly he’ll never manage to prove himself worthy of being trusted… of being loved, ever again?
"You look way too sad for this ward, man," Stiles elbows him from where he’s sitting next to Derek, legs spread out across the next chair, and head half in Derek’s lap. "Why so blue?"
"Nothing," Derek shrugs immediately.
"You should be happy," Stiles reminds him, "You’re gonna be an uncle!"
"What if I’m never a dad, though?” he blurts out before he can stop himself. “What if I’m too— too—” he glares down at his hands, swallows, “Never mind.”
Stiles squirms until he’s sitting upright, looks at him intently, “Derek, you know you’re gonna be a dad, and you’ll be a great one.”
"Who the hell’s gonna have a baby with me? You?!"
Stiles blinks slowly, “Uh, I mean, are you thinking we steal one, or—”
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The One With The Blackout
"Is that the only lamp we have?" Stiles asks as Derek puts the camping light on the floor.
"You scared of the dark?"
"Not when I’ve got you to protect me," Stiles smirks, reaching up and grabbing Derek’s arm. "The house is fine, come sit with me."
"But the kids —"
"Are asleep, and hopefully the power will come back before they wake up." Wrapping a hand around Derek’s forearm, Stiles shakes the bag of Reeses and smiles up at him. "You’ll hear them if they wake up, c’mon, I’ll share my Reeses with you."
Derek gives him a blinding grin, one that Stiles will never get sick of seeing, no matter how many times he’s on the receiving end of it. Tucking himself under Derek’s arm, Stiles fumbles for the blanket his dad got them when Lila was born, and covers them up, putting the packet of Reeses on his lap.