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"I'm starving, Derek. Do you have anything to eat, or is your fridge bare again?", asked Stiles as he came barging in through the front door, with the rest of the pack following him. "You're always hungry, I swear your stomach is a bottomless pit.", commented Scott as he clapped his best friend on the shoulder. Derek walked down the stairs after changing his clothes for the fifth time, nothing seemed to look right on his today. One outfit made him look bigger and the other made him look smaller, and the others just didn't fit his body right. "The kitchen is all yours, Stiles.", muttered the Alpha as he pulled on a black sweatshirt instead of his usual leather jacket. Erika and Boyd took up their usual spots on the couch as Scott and Jackson walked into the kitchen, helping Stiles look for something to eat. "Dude, your fridge is almost empty. You really need to go shopping.", said Jackson as he closed the fridge after he grabbed a gallon of milk.
Thats the point, no food means no temptation. Isaac walked in through the front door with Peter following behind him. "No leather jacket?", asked Isaac as he looked over at the Alpha curiously. "No leather jacket today.", replied the man lowly before he was called into the kitchen. Peter followed him into the kitchen and placed a hand on his shoulder when he felt his nephew tense up at all the food that was made. "Bring the rest of the pack in, there's plenty here for them to eat. Eggs, bacon, sausage, coffee. A perfect breakfast.", said Stiles as he placed everything on the kitchen table. As if on cue everybody filled into the kitchen and grabbed plates, each of them piling them a mile high with food. "Come on, Derek. Lets grab a plate.", said Peter softly as he led the teen over to where the plates and silverwear are. "I'm really not hungry, Peter.", replied Derek as he tried to shake out of the man's grasp.
"Just a little, please. We'll split a plate.", coaxed Peter as he picked one up, his eyes never leaving his nephew's. They both were completely unaware of the fact that the rest of the pack were watching them. "Only a little bit, I didn't work out yet.", replied Derek ashe gave into the man. "Dude, your body is like a brick wall. You're solid.", said Stiles as he took a seat on the floor and leaned up against the couch. "You're telling me. He is like a brick wall when you walk into him.", commented in Scott as he sat down beside him on the floor. Erika and Boyd sat down on the couch with their plates in their lap, the blonde girl nudged Stiles in the side when she saw the Alpha and former Alpha walk into the room. "You cook alright, Stiles. I'll give you that.", said Jackson as he sat down in the chair. "Props.", said Isaac around a full mouth. Erika nudged Stiles in the side again and gestured towards the Alpha with her fork. "Somethings up with him. I swear he hasn't touched a bite of food in three days.", whispered the blonde.
"I'll see if I can get something out of him or I'll go to Peter.", whispered Stiles as he shoveled another fork full of eggs into his mouth. "What are you going to do? Annoy him until he cracks?", teased Boyd from his position beside his girlfriend. "That's what I'm good at.", replied the teen on the floor. He looked over at the black haired Alpha and saw that Peter was whispering something into his ear and gesturing towards the plate in between them that remained untouched by him. "Just take a small bite, Derek. You're really looking pale today and you're freezing.", coaxed Peter as he nudged the plate towards him. The Alpha looked down at the plate and then back up at his Uncle, who nodded at him in encouragement. It looked as though the younger of the two were debating whether or not to eat a bite, and he was looking down at the plate as though it were two seconds away from killing him.
Derek hesitantly picked up one of the forks and cut a bite of the suasage, he took a slow breath before he popped the bite into his mouth and willed himself to chew and swallow it. His stomach responded to the food by growling loudly, demanding for more of it. Peter looked down at him in shock when he looked up at him for permission to eat more. "Go ahead, you're hungrier than you thought.", said the former Alpha as he slid the plate into his nephew's lap. Derek dug into the food and ate quickly, knowing exactly what was going to happen the moment he was finished. "Slow down, you're gonna make yourself sick.", whispered Peter into the smaller teen's ear. That's the point. I'm letting this in my stomach. There's no way in hell.
Derek rose from the floor and picked up the now empty plate, gathering up everybody else's before he walked into the kitchen and placed them in the sink. He could hear Isaac and Boyd arguing over who got the last piece of sausage as they walked into the kitchen. "I know how to solve this.", said Jackson as he walked into the kitchen, between the two. "How?", asked Isaac. "We're not splitting it and there's no more to cook up.", said Boyd as he looked over at the other teen. "This is how.", said Jackson as he reached in between the two and picked up the piece of sausage, popping it in his mouth whole. Derek grabbed the other two teens by the collar of their shirts and held onto them tightly to keep them from going after Jackson, who just tore off into the living room. "Ow! Jackson, dammit! Quit stepping on me!", snapped Scott as he shoved the teen onto the couch. "Then sit up!", ordered Jackson as he shifted his position on the couch. "I am sitting up!", snapped back Scott as he rubbed his arm and stomach.
"Will you two shut up?! Wife Swap is coming on!", shouted Erika as he slapped both of them on the back of their heads. They both yelped and cowered away from her as Stiles rolled on the floor clutching his sides laughing. Isaac and Boyd walked back into the room and took back their seats, with Boyd promptly shoving Jackson to the floor before he sat down by his girlfriend. Since Peter was distracted trying to keep Jackson from killing Boyd, the Alpha walked upstairs to the bathroom and shut the door behind himself. He knelt down in front of the toilet and raised the lid, as he prepared to slid two of his fingers down his throat to get rid of the dangerous food in his stomach, the bathroom door opened and a shocked looking Stiles looked down at him. "D-Derek.", whispered Stiles in shock as he looked down at the Alpha, who now looked absolutely terrified.