The Ever-So Rare Hale-Hugs, a teen wolf fanfic

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Title: The Ever-So Rare Hale-Hugs – Phoe's Tumblr Drabbles

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Tags: m/m, pack feels, fluff, established relationship

Main Pairing: Derek/Stiles

Teen Wolf Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Isaac Lahey, Erica Reyes, Vernon Boyd

Summary: Prompt: Sterek + a hug after not seeing someone for a long time

Stiles returns from Quantico and finds himself confronted with a surprisingly affectionate Sourwolf.

The Ever-So Rare Hale-Hugs

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"What happened to Derek?" Stiles' voice was high-pitched and erratic, with an edge of confusion.

"Nothing happened to Derek," replied Erica in a dismissive tone, sipping her coffee.

"Nothing happened to Derek," parroted Stiles, voice growing a bit irritable. "What is it? Just tell me! Is he possessed? A spirit or a demon or something? Or a shapeshifter? Body-switcher?"

"Stiles, slow down," Boyd grunted and rolled his eyes before grabbing a doughnut.

"We've gone months without you. We need to slowly ease back into your level of craziness and your... speed," added Isaac, picking his own doughnut apart. "Derek's fine."

"He is clearly not fine. Does this look like normal Derek Hale behavior to you?!"

Stiles made a high-pitched noise and pointed with both hands at Derek. Because this entire conversation happened at the Hale House, in the living room, with Stiles planted on Derek's lap and the Alpha draped all over him, arms wound around Stiles' waist, head resting on top of Stiles', with his nose buried in Stiles' hair. While Stiles very much enjoyed sitting on Derek's lap and hugging Derek, usually his grumpy Sourwolf would glare and endure the clinginess. Right now, Stiles was not the one who had initiated the hug, or who clung onto his boyfriend. Instead, it was all Derek.

Stiles had gotten back from Quantico, from his training with the FBI, and he had brought doughnuts and coffee with him. First stop had, of course, been his dad's – and he was glad that he hadn't had to leave his dad all alone while he was in Quantico; a couple weeks before Stiles had left, his dad and Melissa McCall had started dating. By now, they were living together. So, Stiles' first stop had been his family – him and Scott were the biggest supporters of their parents' relationship, because the endgame was for them to actually become brothers. And after a big breakfast and celebration, he had gone to buy coffee and doughnuts for the pack and decided to visit his boyfriend.

Boyd had immediately taken the coffees off him, Erica had taken the box of doughnuts and they hadn't even hugged him hello, they had simply taken the things and quickly dodged out of the way – because the next second and Derek was attached to Stiles and had been ever since. Though he had at least maneuvered them from the entrance over to the couch to sit down.

"He missed you," pointed Isaac out, waving half a doughnut between them. "He missed you for too long. He's currently covering you in his scent because you reek like... FBI."

Derek made a deep rumbling sound in his chest, which nearly sounded like confirmation. Blinking, Stiles wrapped his arms around Derek's neck and ducked his head out from under Derek's so he could properly kiss his boyfriend, a small smile on his lips.

"Hello, Sourwolf. I missed you too," Stiles' smile grew as Derek pulled him close once more.

~*~ The End ~*~

Author's note: Yesterday, I took prompts over at my tumblr (come visit me at takaraphoenix) and one of them surprised me by taking me back to an old all-time fave with this. And yes, I am still living in a place of denial where the Hale Pack is a thing and Boyd and Erica are alive :D"