Alright, my readers, I owe you guys an apology. I have no clue why this specific story seems to suffer the most neglect on my part. I know this update should have come sooner and I apologize that it didn't. I want to also apologize because this chapter was kinda forced out of me. I wrote this with writer's block so it probably won't be that good. :/
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Chapter Four: Mr. Stilinski
Stiles vision blurred and he swore the room was spinning. This was a bad idea.
Was it him or was it hot in here?
Wait… what was he supposed to be doing? What was that smell?
"Stiles! Something's burning in there!" His father's frantic yell jolted him out of his inner panic. He looked down at the stove and sure enough the chicken was starting to burn.
"Shit!" he quickly moved the pan out of the fire and tried to save what he could of the chicken. He let out a sigh of relief when he saw that the food was okay.
"You need to relax, son. I promise to behave." The deep voice of Sheriff Stilinski rang throughout the kitchen as he smirked at his son's palpable nerves.
Stiles turned to look at his father, dressed in the olive-colored police uniform. With shaky hands he reached and grabbed three plates, serving some of the marinated chicken and pasta onto each one.
"Yeah sure dad, because you purposely wearing the cop outfit when you know Derek is coming over is behaving." he retorted sarcastically as he walked past his chuckling and smug father toward the table placing two plates on either side, glaring at the older man as he made his way back to the kitchen.
The aging man made his way to the living room, turning on the TV to the football game. He was looking forward to seeing what made Stiles pick Derek to date. He was going to have fun with this.
The teen was placing the last plate on the small kitchen table when the doorbell rang. His head shot up and the nerves returned full force.
"I'll get it!" he shouted, wanting to have a couple of minutes alone with the werewolf. He half ran, half walked to the door and yanked it open, a smile stretching his face at the stoic wolf.
Derek felt completely stupid. He felt so uncomfortable in the dark blue button up he was wearing and the blue jeans. He just didn't wear button ups! He let out a sigh and rang the doorbell to the Stilinski house. A haughty smirk pushed his lips apart at the smell of arousal that was being emitted by his mate when he opened the door.
"Hi." Breathed out the smaller of the two and Derek couldn't resist grabbing him by the waist and smashing their lips together. He walked past the door, kicking it close and lifting Stiles off the ground; he pushed him against the wall, the brunette's legs wrapping around the lycan's waist as he let out a soft moan.
The werewolf growled, his hands slipping underneath the boy's plaid shirt as he pushed his tongue into the enthusiastic mouth.
"AHEM! When you are done shoving your tongue down my underage son's throat, the food is getting cold." Mr. Stilinski said with a smile.
Derek froze at the sound of the man's voice. He pulled apart from the teen and turned to face his boyfriend's father, a very faint pink tainting his cheeks.
"Sorry sir, we'll be right there." He told him with a mental roll of his eyes when the man patted the side of his holster that contained his gun. When the man disappeared he turned to face his blushing mate, letting him back on the floor. He gently caressed his face, "Sorry, I couldn't help myself." He gave a ghost of a smile.
Stiles, though mortified that his father caught them making out, just nodded at the wolf and grabbed his hand, dragging him to the kitchen.
Stiles sat down on one of the chairs, Derek sitting next to him and his father in front of them, he bobbed his knee nervously and his fingers drummed on his legs. He could feel the tension between the two other men.
The sheriff picked up his fork and knife, cutting the chicken before he spoke.
"So Derek, how old are you again?" glancing at the tense man in front of him.
"Almost twenty-three sir." He grabbed Stiles' hand in his own, giving it a reassuring squeeze when he felt his uneasiness.
The sheriff hummed and took a drink of the cup of water Stiles had given him. "Twenty-three…so what is a 23 year old doing hanging out with two 16 year old boys and then dating one?"
"Dad! Stop interrogating him, I would really appreciate it if you didn't scare him off." Stiles squeaked out in embarrassment. The sheriff merely gave him a half-hearted glare and a shrug of his shoulder. Derek squeezed his hand again.
"It's alright, Stiles." He gave him a small smile before turning his attention to the waiting Sheriff, his face serious and gone was the caring look he had given Stiles not even two seconds beforehand.
"Sheriff, I know it seems odd that a man of my age wants to hang around with a couple of teens. Truth be told, I did not have any intentions of talking to them. I met them one day in town and soon came to look at Scott as a younger brother of sorts and with him came Stiles. At first he annoyed the hell out of me." Both men gave a chuckle when Stiles huffed. "And I certainly did not mean to fall for him nor had I expected to start a relationship with him. It just happened."
Stiles' father nodded throughout his explanation.
"You do know that in the state of California, a relationship with a 6+ age span with a minor is considered a felony, Mr. Hale?"
Stiles, who had just taken a large gulp of soda, heard what his father said and released all the liquid in his mouth across the table, choking slightly in the end. Derek jumped back, trying not get hit by the flying soda. When Stiles began to choke, he quickly turned his attention back to him, patting him the back.
Finally catching his breath, Stiles looked at his father wide eyed.
"Dad! You can't be serious!" The brunette sputtered out. Derek on the other hand eyed the elder man, knowing this was a test for him. He reassuringly rubbed his mate's back before saying,
"Stiles, it's alright." He turned his attention back to Stiles' father, ignoring the 'are-you-crazy' look the teen was giving him. "I am aware of the law and if you do not approve of the relationship I have with your son, I will gladly wait until he is eighteen to continue this. I am sure he will wait for me as well." His gray eyes held seriousness the sheriff did not expect, and even though Derek was lying—there was no way he would leave Stiles—he knew that he had answered the question according to what the sheriff had wanted.
Stiles' dad leaned back against the chair, the food on the table forgotten by all three guys, and crossed his arms, staring intently at Derek and then shifting his eyes to his son's worried and flustered expression. He broke out into a smile.
"That won't be necessary, I am sure Stiles would never speak to me again if I demanded that. Welcome to the family Derek."
The lycan finally allowed himself to relax and Stiles slumped on his chair, while the Sheriff merely smirked, mischief clearly visible in his eyes.
After having ordered pizza to make up for the dinner Stiles had drenched in soda, Derek and Sheriff Stilinski found themselves sitting in the living room watching a random movie on TV while Stiles made some popcorn in the kitchen.
The sheriff turned to look at the young man on the other sofa.
"Derek, I don't have to threaten you do I? Remember, I am a cop. I know how to dispose of a body so it can never be found." Even though both men knew it was a bluff, the sheriff could never murder someone in cold blood, Derek shook his head anyway.
"No sir. I love your son and I would never hurt him."
"Well, alright then. As long as we understand each other." He turned his eyes back to the flat screen. "Call me Frank… son" He didn't see the way a small smile of gratitude graced Derek's face nor did he see the way his son's face lit up behind him at the acceptance he was showing his boyfriend.
"That went better than I thought it would have gone…" Stiles murmured quietly later that night as he and Derek held each other in the teen's bed. The wolf hummed his agreement as he brought his mate closer to his chest.
"It did. You were way too nervous. Surely you expected your father to act the way he did. I mean after all, you are together with me and I was suspected for numerous murders." He muttered against the teens' neck, placing small butterfly kisses on the smooth skin.
"I know but still…I'm surprised he didn't try to shoot you when you were kissing me."
Both guys chuckled slightly, that had been embarrassing.
"Night, Stiles!" the sheriff's voice rang from the other side of the closed bedroom door. Stiles sat up and rested his weight on his elbows.
"Night dad!" He smiled when he felt Derek sit up too and wrap his arms around his waist.
"Night Derek; don't try to sneak out in the morning, just come to breakfast!"
Stiles' eyes widen dramatically as he turned to look at his boyfriend to meet equally surprised eyes. Neither of them answered the sheriff but they could both hear the elder man laughing to himself as he walked away into his bedroom.
Once again, I am so sorry to the people who read this fiction. You guys always have to wait for an update longer than any other story. I will try to work on that.
As a way of trying to make for that, I will give you guys some information concerning this story. As you all know from the summary and previous A/N's that this story is originated from Abandonment and Here for Good, so it will be Mpreg story. Well, that part of the story shall be introduced in the very NEAR future. (Emphasis on VERY NEAR)
VERY IMPORTANT: Guys, I want to apologize. I do not know when I will be able to update next. I am moving and my internet is cut off and I am not getting it back till November 7th. I am at the library right now. I will try to come back and update The Tunes of Life this week so that way all the stories would be recently updated. Good news is that this internet-less time will allow me to write more chapters for all my stories :) (I already have Chapter five for this chapter written out and The Alpha and His Pack as well. Once again sorry and please bear with me.
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