"Derek what the hell did you do to Isaac!" Stiles yells from across the living room.
"We were just training." Derek looks done at the floor with shame on his face. Stiles looks like he is about to blow up.
"What with a punching gloves!" Stiles has moved closer to Derek; pointing him in the chest a few times.
"He will be fine Stiles." Derek grabs Stiles' hand, pulling it down to swing in between them.
"That's not the point Derek, he was hurt, he was bleeding, why are you not getting this?" Derek looks down again, looking a little like a kicked puppy.
"I'm sorry Stiles, it will never happen again." Derek looks up meeting Stiles amber eyes, that are still staring him down.
"It better never happen again, or no more Stiles." Stiles says in a joking tone.
"What you would take away my Stiles?" Well Derek said this he pulled Stiles closer to him by the waist. Wrapping his arms around his waist, his big hands resting on the small of Stiles' back.
"Yeah I would take your Stiles away." Derek's lips brush up Stiles' neck, kissing him right under his ear.
"Oh really!" Derek kissed him lightly on the lips, only brushing his lips over them.
Stiles wrapped his arms around Derek's neck, smiling slightly; and then crashing his lips onto Derek's, it messy and fun and over to soon.
Derek breaks the kiss, looking up and smiling. "Isaac is coming."
Stiles turned around to see Isaac standing at the top of the stairs, holding his large pink bear that Aunt Lydia had given him for his fourth birthday. His old Bob the Builder pajamas falling off one shoulder.
"Hey puppy."
Isaac runs down the stairs and straight into Stiles' arms. burying his face into Stiles' shoulder.
Stiles wrapped his arms around Isaac and picked him up, Isaac pulled Pinkie the pink bear closer to his chest.
"Was Daddy being mean?" Stiles asks holding him up with one hand and playing with on of his curls with the other.
"No daddy he just wants me to be able to protect myself." Isaac said in his best Derek voice, deep and strong.
"Well you are only seven, you don't have to protect yourself from everything. Daddy and I will be there to fight off anything that's to big for you." Isaac kissed Stiles' cheek.
"I love you papa." Isaac said in a sleepy voice, well he put his head back down on Stiles' shoulder.
"I love you too my little puppy." Isaac has fallen asleep, still holding tight to Pinkie the pink bear.
Derek smiled and after a second he wrapped his arms around, both Stiles and Isaac.
Stiles kissed Derek lightly on the lips and kissed Isaac on his forehead right below his beautiful curly dirty blond hair.
