Hey guys,

As promised, here is the next chapter. Thank you so much for your wonderful reviews. I am glad that you like the story. Believe me, each chapter was going to be a one-shot of Stiles mpreg before I combined them to make this multi-chaptered fic. Thank God I made that decision or else I would never be 'this' happy. Because the last chapter was extremely sad (sorry guys, because angst is the only kind I can write), this chapter is lighter. Comparatively. Shorter too, sorry. Anyways, here you go. Please tell me what you think.

CHAPTER:7

Stiles groaned in pain when he stepped out of the shower, taking the support of the wall. He didn't realize how long he had been standing under the hot water, thinking and re-thinking about everything and everyone that mattered; about his life before he met Derek and how everything was perfect after that. Until now.

He quickly wrapped a towel around his waist and opened the door, wincing slightly. His legs were numb, swaying beneath his weight and had it not be for the wall he was leaning so heavily against, he would have stumbled to the ground. His eyes were closed as he walked out of the bathroom, face scrunched up in pain. The moment he opened his eyes, he jumped back a few steps in fear.

"Derek! You scared the crap out of me!" He breathed, clutching at his chest when he finally recognized the blurred figure standing in front of him.

Derek had a mixture of both worry and confusion written all over his face while his hands were risen in front of his chest in surrender. "I...I knocked." He said, frown deepening. "You didn't hear it?"

Stiles might have missed it. He was too engrossed in his thoughts to have noticed it. He opened his mouth to say something but simply decided against it. Smiling sheepishly, he shrugged his shoulders. The gesture, much to his satisfaction, killed the tension in the room and Derek smiled, eyeing him from head to toe.

As Derek walked towards him, a mischievous grin plastered on his face, Stiles couldn't stop his cheeks from quickly turning into light shade of pink. He had forgotten that he was standing there naked, except the thin fabric around his waist.

As if on cue, the were-wolf circled his arms around the teen's waist and pulled him forward, their bodies touching each other and noses only inches apart.

"You look gorgeous." He whispered rubbing his hands up and down the human's back.

Stiles' breathing was erratic, his heart beating so loudly that he was sure even Derek could feel the frantic rise and fall of his chest. It had been too long since they've been this close to each other. He could already feel the fear and pain seeping out of him, the feel of Derek's body pressed against his' providing warmth and comfort. He closed his eyes and relished into the were-wolf's presence. He wanted to feel this way forever. Safe and sound.

Trying to save whatever dignity was left in him, thanks to his face that had now completely gone red, he quirked his eyebrow, "You're romantic today." He smiled, pushing back against the were-wolf's chest with his palms. "But...I have to get dressed." He said quickly, trying to escape from the tight grasp on his waist.

Derek grinned and leaned in forward, "I'm sure I like you this way better." He whispered in his ears, eliciting a chuckle from the human.

"Derek..." Stiles pushed his elbows against the were-wolf playfully, trying yet again to get away. "I HAVE to get dressed." He repeated. He wasn't sure if he was ready for this. Yeah, it felt good, Derek standing so close to him, the feeling of his hands on his back but Stiles didn't want it to go any further. At least not when other thoughts were raging in his head.

Loosening his grip, Derek frowned in confusion, his head tilted to the side.

"Stiles, you are pregnant right?"' He verified. He then let go of the teen's waist, "I mean, aren't you suppose to be having theses...urges?"

Wow Derek Hale. Smooth. Really smooth. Stiles frowned innocently, trying hard to stifle a laugh behind his lips. It was a delightful sight, seeing Derek struggle to find the right words. Again.

"Urges?" The human asked, his frown quickly dissolving into a smirk.

"Okay... You don't feel like you want to..." Derek failed to continue, casting his head down in embarrassment when he noticed Stiles smirking at him.

"Ugh...I made a fool of myself, didn't I?" He asked, rubbing his palm over his eyes, face growing red with embarrassment.

Stiles laughed heartily as he walked forward and circled his arms around Derek's neck. "You look so adorable when you're awkward." He said, through his laughter, breath hitching in his throat when Derek caught him by surprise and kissed him affectionately.

Before the kiss could get any more heated, Derek pulled away. " I was dying to see that smile." He breathed, his lower lip trembling with relief and tears threatening to engulf him. Circling one of his arms around the teen's waist, he ran the other through his hair.

"I missed you" he added, smiling down at the human.

Wanting to enlighten the mood, Stiles rolled his eyes in exasperation. "You were only gone for 3 hours."

Derek ran his knuckles against the human's cheeks and smiled, "But I still missed you." He cupped Stiles' face and stared directly into his eyes. Taking a deep breathe, he continued, "Thank you Stiles." His voice shook slightly as he spoke, thanks to the storm of emotions in his heart.

"For what?" Stiles was actually worried now, had he been so bad at hiding his pain?

"I know this pregnancy is hard on you. I can see it, no matter how much you try. And I swear to god Stiles, I'll do anything...anything at all just to make this easier. I owe you that much."

Stiles hurriedly latched onto Derek's hand cupping his face and shook his head, "You don't owe me anything." He whispered, his own eyes brimming with tears.

"You have no idea Stiles just...just how much I wanted this. This. Us. The baby. And you're...I just don't need anything else from life now. You've given me everything."

Stiles was floored. He had never expected Derek to be so open about his love for him. Not having anything else to say, he leaned in forward and brushed his lips against the were-wolf's.

Derek kissed him back with all his might. Panting heavily, he pulled Stiles into an embrace.

Stiles melted into the hug, digging his face in the crook of Derek's neck. His lower lip trembled slightly as a realization dawned upon him. Derek wanted this. More than anything in the world. And all he wanted was Derek to be happy. There wasn't really a choice. Pursing his lips, he inhaled deeply.

He had made his decision.

I know, sad end. Again. I really can't help it. Please leave a review and tell me what you think. The next chapter will be up in a few days, no...not a month, I promise. I don't have a very vivid idea of where my story is heading, but I am trying my best so that you don't get disappointed. If I'm actually able to impress/excite you..well, wow! :D

Until then, accept by virtual hugs and read all the other (more) wonderful stories out there. Thanks again for your support. I love you! :)

Bebye!

-Hazel