Chapter Ten
Mama Stiles
Stiles stood at the stove in the kitchen of the Hale house cooking a pot of mashed potatoes big enough to feed an army. He opened the oven and checked the chicken.
Derek had gotten a new gas stove exclusively for his use. He had insisted that he cook more instead of the pack eating takeout all the time. Really Stiles enjoyed cooking, especially for other people.
The chicken was almost there. Time to make the gravy and warm up the green peas.
Derek stepped into the kitchen, the wonderful smells hitting him. He pecked Stiles on the lips.
"Smells great," Derek told him with a smile.
Isaac came in too, grin on his face.
"Gee Stiles," he smirked. "Cooking for us all the time, cleaning, fawning over us. I think you're turning into the pack mother."
"Watch it," Stiles told him.
Inwardly he loved it though. Mama Stiles. He'd never been happier.
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Author's Note: I just wanted to end it on a cute, non-sexual note. Hope you enjoyed all the smut.