Marry Me Stiles
Warning: Assumes that everyone survives Season 3.
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Stiles would never forget today, the day that the Supreme Court overturned the Defense of Marriage Act and proposition 8. Gay marriage was legal in Calfornia once more.
Derek was cuddled up to him. The news reporter had just announced the groundbreaking decision, by a 5-4 vote.
"Its awesome isn't it?" Stiles enthused, snuggling his face into Derek's neck cutely.
"Yes it is," Derek agreed with that small smile of his.
Cora looked at them both with a scowl.
"Why you're not gonna marry him are you?"
Derek smirked at her.
"Maybe. What if I did?"
"Whatever," Cora shrugged.
"He is my mate," Derek pointed out. "What would be wrong with that?"
"Nothing its your life."
That would be that, so let his sister be a total sourwolf. Derek grinned at the name his brain suggested for her.
"Hey Stiles you wanna go out and celebrate?" Derek suggested.
"Would love to," Stiles beamed. "Let me go fix my hair."
Derek laughed and shook his head. Stiles loved his hair. He had to follow his boyfriend to the bathroom just to watch him fix it.
The boy ran a comb through the dark brown locks, spiking the front up a little just like Derek, and spraying a ton of product into his hair.
"Looks good?" Stiles questioned, indicating his hair.
"Always," Derek smiled at him, giving him a peck on the cheek.
He reached for Stiles' hand and threated their fingers together. The two of them walked out of the loft hand in hand. Everything was perfect.
They took the Camaro. Derek had an amused look on his face the entire time he drove. They ended up going to a Spanish place they both liked named Rosa's.
A olive-skinned waitress with blond highlights in her raven black hair showed them to their table. Derek ordered a Coke to spare Stiles because he couldn't have alcohol, legally anyway.
She brought them their drinks and left them their menus to look over. Stiles caught blue eyes staring at him with complete love and adoration. His own cinnamon eyes locked with Derek's and he smiled the most adorable grin.
"Stiles let's just cut to why I brought you here."
Stiles felt his heart literally jump in his chest, hammering madly. Derek reached across the table and took his hand. Stiles felt his eyes become a little wet. Was this?
Derek reached into his jeans pocket and took out a little black box. Stiles felt a rush of nervousness and happiness all at once, his eyes lighting up like Christmas.
Derek slowly pulled back the lid of the box, and set on the little cushion was a gold ring with a sapphire, Stiles' favorite stone. Stiles felt his breath quicken and placed his other hand over his heart.
"Stiles," Derek began. "I don't know what made me love you, but I only know that I do. I love you more than anything in this entire world. You're my mate, my partner, and I wouldn't even be alive today without you."
Stiles felt a tear of happiness streak down his face.
"Stiles Stilinski, will you be mine always? Will you take my name as yours? Will you marry me?"
"Yes," Stiles whispered, face ecstatic with excitement. "Yes Derek! Its what I always wanted! I'm so so happy!"
Derek gave him a soft smile, very rare for him. He took the ring from the box and slipped it onto his mate's finger. Stiles looked at it in admiration and awe. This ring that showed he belonged to Derek.
He knew they would be happy. It was a great day for marriage equality indeed.