Being in the Stilinski home has become somewhat of a comfort to Derek, he spends most of his free time there. The apartment he bought isn't anything flashy, a modest sized living room with a dining table and chairs in the corner, a small narrow kitchen and the twin's and his bedrooms beside a average sized bathroom. The twin's bedroom is probably the most decorated since Stiles insisted on helping. Stiles is another thing that has become a comfort to Derek. Stiles erratic heartbeat that often made him mistakable to prey had once put Derek on edge but now it's a lulling sound almost therapeutic.

Stiles was sitting on his living room rolling a ball between Charlie and Logan, waiting for Derek. Stiles was still getting used to Derek having the boys overnight, it's not that he doesn't want Derek to have custody or that he doesn't appreciate the break but being away from them can be difficult. Derek arrived at four o'clock like always. It's strange to think how many habits they have now, like Derek coming over early on Saturdays to have dinner with Stiles and meeting Stiles and the Sheriff at a local diner on Sunday morning for breakfast.

Derek walked into the living room with Stiles following and knelt down.
"Hey bud" Derek said, pulling Logan in to a hug. Charlie crawled over and Derek pull him to against his chest and nuzzled his hair. Derek looked up over the top of his sons' heads to see Stiles leaning against the wall with a small smile gracing his features. Stiles looked away when he noticed Derek staring, cheeks slightly pink.

With Thanksgiving comes Isaac and Scott home from college, they arrived late on a Saturday night surprising Stiles who wasn't expected them until the following morning.
"Where are my favourite nephews?" Scott asked after trying to smother Stiles in a bear hug.
"Dude it's Saturday they're at Derek's" Stiles told him.
"What the hell man?"
"What? I told you he has them weekends"
"Are you sure it's a good idea letting them stay there"
"Yeah Scott, he's their father"
Scott snorted "You're their father, he's a gene donor"
Stiles was about to call him out when Isaac interrupted, "Can we go over there? I want to see Derek and the twins"
"Yeah" Stiles told him ignoring the glare that Scott was sending his way.
The three of them piled into the jeep and headed over to Derek's new place.

Stiles let himself in and they found Derek in the boy's room changing Charlie's diaper.
"I'd hug you but that smells disgusting" Isaac mock gagged.
"Rude" Stiles said going over to pick Logan up from the rug where he was playing.
"I was just about to put them to bed" Derek said lifting Charlie from the changing table.
"We'll wait out here then" Isaac said turning to leave.
"No I want to spend time with the twins" Scott said firmly.
"Scott they're going to bed, we'll see them tomorrow" Isaac told him.
"They can go asleep after"
"You'll just rile them up, they won't sleep" Derek told him, moving to put Charlie in his crib.
"How would you know?" Scott said mockingly.
"I'm their father"
"Yeah right"
"Scott!" Stiles' voice was rising, he placed Logan in his crib and pulled Scott out of the nursery.

"Why are you being like this?" Stiles asked him.
"Like what?"
"Like a dickhead"
"Oh so you're taking his side now?"
"Scott what the hell, there is no sides. He's right, if you start playing with them it'll be a nightmare to get them to sleep"
"Whatever Stiles" Scott turned and left the apartment.
Isaac came out of the twins room and when to follow Scott.

Stiles was standing in the doorway watching Derek stroke a now sleeping Logan's dark locks. Derek looked up and Stiles motioned for him to come over.
"What was that about?" Derek asked when they were sitting on the couch.
"I don't even know" Stiles sighed.
"I know he hates my guts but that was ridiculous"
Stiles nodded in agreement.