Companion fic to Perfectly Imperfect
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A) I own all characters who you have never heard of.
B) I do not own the characters from Teen Wolf
C) This is a test to see if anyone enjoys this story. If it gets positive reviews, I will publish the longer story that gives backstories to the situation.
D) This story may get additional oneshots upon request
E) I have done research about actual wolves. I will elaborate this in the main fic, if it ever gets published.
F) I ignore season 3 part 2. Not that it is really relevant, seeing as this fic takes place in March 2031
More relevant info to this chapter: Hi everyone! This chapter is going to be my first try at Mama!Stiles. Not sure I mastered it, but oh well, what can you do? The next chapter should be up tomorrow. I am about ¾ of the way through it. I am trying to wrap up the rest of their junior year in to one chapter. I'm also still debating whether I should write the sex scene for their first heat. It, the last day of school, and Lydia's birthday are the last major events of their junior year. I've been crazy busy the last week, so I haven't had a chance to work on it yet. Be patient and enjoy babies and snuggles ;)
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In case this anyone is curious, here is the master list of children. The litters are separated by commas
Derek's children are: Cas and Row, Bran, Tall and Claw, G and J and A, Chey and Cay, Tyler
Scott's are: Oli, Aaron
Cora's child is Gray
Ethan's are: E, Dil and Jam
Aiden's are: No and Cal
Sincerely wishing you all well,
Kida-Asumi, the Captin of Sirius
Stiles Stilinski Hale woke up on the 21stt of April to a full bladder. Being halfway through his seventh pregnancy, this feeling was nothing new to the brunet. Quickly, he jumped from the bed and stumbled to the bathroom, letting out a sigh of relief that coincided with the stream of his relief.
"Babe?" Derek called from the bedroom.
"Peeing!" He called back, flushing the toilet. Derek walked in, leaning against the doorway as he watched him wash his hands.
"Good morning." Derek murmured when Stiles walked over to him, snuggling close. One of Derek's hand's crept down to his stomach, where he rubbed softly.
"Morning. Damned kids." Stiles teased. Derek kissed him before pulled away.
"Shower?" He offered as he turned on the spray. With a naughty grin, Stiles nodded, pulling off his shirt and tossing it to the floor.
"Yeah." He agreed, laughing when Derek yanked him close, pressing kisses to his face even as his fingers attacked his sides.
Downstairs, Scott rolled his eyes at the peals of laughter, feeding Aaron his bottle. Lydia giggled from where she sat next to him, feeding Tyler.
"At least Stiles is over his morning sickness phase." She offered.
"I guess." Scott grumbled, removing the empty bottle from his son's mouth as he began to burp him.
Stiles smiled as his husband handed him a plate of fruits and toast.
"Thank you, baby." He said, tugging Derek down so that he could kiss him. Derek nodded, then returned to his conversation with Ethan about their work day. As Stiles ingested his fruit, one hand rubbing at his stomach to encourage his babies within to absorb all the nutrients they need, Stiles watched his children eat. The months to come would be trying at best. He would have one teething toddler, at least two newborns, and his oldest two children would be starting at the local middle school. His second set of twins would be starting elementary school, so at home it would just be himself and the new pups.
"Mommy, is the baby moving?" Chey asked as the child noticed his hand on his stomach. He nodded, taking the little hand and placing it on there, sharing a grin with his pup when it shrieked in delight.
As he was talking with Chey, Derek took his plate and began to wash it as Lydia handed him a glass of water and Cora began to put names on lunches. Danny and Lydia were putting together the children's jackets and book bags.
"Oh, look at that, time to head outside." Lydia declared. The children groaned, but stood up from the table, deposited their empty plates in to the sink, then stood and began to put themselves together. Stiles stood up as well, watching his children, husband, and other pack member ready themselves for work or school.
"Bye Mom!" His oldest 8 children called as they headed outside. Derek kissed Stiles, pulling him close.
"Love you." Derek mouthed against his mouth. Stiles grinned, returning his kisses.
"I love you. I'm coming by at lunch." He added. Derek nodded, handing him the keys to their 'safety' vehicle.
It was one that Derek spent too much money one when Stiles conceived their first litter. He insisted on it, saying that it was that or he would be attached to Stiles every time he left the house. Having felt cranky with his morning sickness, Stiles gave in. Once he had delivered, however, he refused to use the vehicle again until he was pregnant again.
"Be safe then. Will Chey, Cay, and Ty be with you?" He asked, smiling down when Tyler crawled over to them and tugged at his pant leg. Stiles nodded, kissing him one more time before scooping up their 10 month old.
"Yes. We have some Mommy-kids bonding to do." He explained. Derek kissed Tyler's head, then pressed one more kiss to Stiles' grinning mouth, before pulling away and heading towards his car. Stiles watched his husband walk away with a small smile on his face, even as his son chewed on his fist and the rest of the children began to play together behind him. Lydia was out there saying goodbye to everyone as well.
As Stiles watched everyone leave, and Lydia return inside, he cupped his belly and thought of the children within.
'I hope that you don't stir up too much trouble.'
Stiles called out encouraging statements as Chey and Cay raced No and Cal to the play set in their backyard. Lydia and Cora were setting up the table clothes as Aiden helped Dil and Jam on to the swings.
Tyler and Aaron were sitting on a blanket with Stiles, the two pups babbling about something amongst themselves.
Stiles loved afternoon playtime. It was right after the naps, but before lunch. He and his pack had an hour or two just to enjoy each other and the weather.
"So. How many pups do you think you're having?" Lydia asked as she joined him on the blanket.
"Aunt Dia!" Tyler called, crawling over to her and climbing on to her lap. She kissed his little forehead before releasing him back to Aaron. Stiles felt around his stomach for a minute, pressing gently yet firm, smiling a little when one of the pups would move.
"I think two. Derek is pretty sure that they are going to be identical twin girls. You know, to give my daughters even footing against my sons." He said. Lydia gushed at the thought.
"Oh, I hope they look like Derek! Your daughters that do are absolutely precious." She said. Stiles glared.
"Geeze, Lydia, way to make the pregnant man feel beautiful." He grumbled. She gently shoved his should, giving him a glare before launching in to a lecture about how he is beautiful.
"Stiles, it's getting close to Derek's lunch hour!" Cora called out from where she was watching Dil and Cay climb up the slide. Stiles nodded, and with Lydia's help, he stood up.
"Thanks, Cor. Cay, Chey, let's go see Daddy!" He called to his twins.
"Dada!" Tyler shrieked, clapping his hands at the thought. Stiles scooped him up, accepting the baby bag that Lydia handed to him. His twins raced towards him, identical grins on their faces.
His grin, might he add.
"Daddy is having lunch with us? Yes!" Cay shouted as Chey took Tyler's feet and tugged at them playfully.
"Come on, kiddos, let's get you in to the car." Aiden insisted as he approached.
Stiles placed Tyler in his car seat first before carefully climbing out of the van. Aiden helped Chey and Cay get strapped in before climbing out and shutting the door.
"Thanks! See you in a few hours!" Stiles waved from the driver's seat. Aiden nodded, waving at the van as it drove away.
"Can we listen to Disney, Mommy?" Chey asked. Stiles hummed his consent, turning on the radio to the requested station.
Twenty minutes later, Stiles pulled up to the front of the gym and whistled at the sight before him.
"Hey baby, need a ride?" He asked. Derek rolled his eyes as he climbed in to the van, tossing his jack on to the floor in the backseat. Stiles took a moment to take in the sight of his husband covered in a light sheen of sweat before leaning over to kiss him.
"Where are we going today?" Stiles asked once they parted. Derek shrugged.
"We could go to that garden place that has a play park for the kids?" He suggested. Stiles nodded, giving Derek one more kiss before pulling away from the gym and heading for their destination.
"And so that's why we owe the school $160 dollars." Stiles explained as he ate his salad. Derek sighed, taking the final bite of his sandwich before bouncing a giggling Tyler on his knee.
"Damn. Well, I guess that's not too bad, considering that 8 of our children are attending school there. It makes me wonder how much that will be next year when Chey and Cay are going there, and Row and Cas are in the middle school." Derek mused. Stiles pouted, reaching for one of Derek's hands.
"Our babies are going in to middle school." He whined. Derek squeezed his hand, nodding.
"Yeah. Double digits and an earlier wake up time." He reminded him.
"And makeup for our daughter. And the sex talk for our son. Oh the joys of the pre-teen years." Stiles teased. Derek's eyes widened as he paled.
"Hell no. My princesses are banned from makeup. And mini-skirts and short-shorts." Derek growled. Tyler paused at the noise before scrunching up his face and repeating the noise that his
father made.
"Aw, Ty, whose Mommy's big boy." Stiles cooed. Derek lifted Tyler in to the air, praising him for this feat. Tyler giggled, gumming on his fist as his green eyes shinned with happiness. Derek kissed his black hair before sitting him on the top of the table, still praising the baby.
"What did bubba do?" Chey asked as the twins appeared. Both climbed up one either side of Stiles, cuddling close.
"He growled big and strong like Daddy." Stiles gushed, kissing the tops of their heads. Both sets of brown eyes turned to their baby brother and they praised him as well, even as their hands went to Stiles' stomach.
Eventually, Derek's lunch hour came to an end. After kissing two heads of black hair, and one of brown, Derek shut the back door and pulled open Stiles', wrapping his arms around him as they shared goodbye kisses.
"Mh, you shouldn't give me kisses like that before you have to go to work." Stiles said with a naughty grin as his hands slid down to cup Derek's ass.
"Later." His mate promised, nipping his bottom lip. Stiles groaned before shoving Derek away.
"I love you. Have fun being oogled by women who can't have you." He teased. Derek rolled his eyes, kissing him one more time before walking away. Chuckling, Stiles looked in the mirror at his children.
"Ready to go see your siblings, babies?" He asked. His children exclaimed their agreements as Stiles drove towards the elementary school.
"Mr. Hale, how nice of you to come and see us. Oh and you brought the baby. And another one of the way I see." The secretary gushed. Stiles smiled at the elderly woman, his instincts searching for his other pups. He could sense Row and Cas in their 5th grade classroom. Row was chatting with Gray, who was visiting for a group project the two were working on. His 9 year old Bran was chatting with 8 year old Tall. Claw and E were sitting across from them in the lunchroom, chatting together. His 7 year old triplets were planning pranks in their 1st grade class room.
"Yes, I am expecting once again. Twins, I think." He admitted. As the woman went on a tangent about it, and his twins filled her in on the status of his pregnancy, the treasurer came out of her office. She smiled at him.
"Mr. Hale, if you would just sign here please." She asked, marking where his signature was needed. After handing her a check and signing his name, Stile gave his thanks and left the office, scenting for his pups one last time before they left.
Dinner time was always hectic in his house. He, Lydia, and Danny cooked for at least three hours before the meal was ready. In that time, the older children came home, as did the other adults. They entertained each other, or set the table.
Tonight was pasta night. He and Lydia were working on a large dish of chicken pesto, while Danny made garlic bread. Derek, Cora, and Peter were helping the older kids with homework as Scott, Isaac, Aiden, and Ethan watched after the other children.
"But why do I have to learn long division, Daddy? All the other kids say I don't need it." Bran asked.
"Because someday you might need it. Better to learn it now than be in trouble later." Derek explained as he patted Bran's back.
"Aunt Cora, did I structure this sentence right?" Cas asked. Cora looked over the brown-haired child's shoulder, scanning the homework with a stern gaze. She nodded before turning to do the same to Gray and Row's.
"Uncle Peter, are you sure that George Washington was our first president?" Tall asked. Claw tugged at his sleeve, pouting.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure you're wrong. Why would he have wooden teeth if he was rich?"
With the patience that comes from years of children questioning his knowledge, Peter explained to the twins that yes, he was the president, and no, he was not rich.
Lydia and Stiles shared a grin over the boiling pot.
It was conversations like these that made Stiles feel like his pack was absolutely perfect.
The hours leading up to bedtime were chaotic ones. Stiles was on hair brushing duty for nearly two hours due to his pregnancy. Derek, Cora, and Lydia insisted that he not bathe the children.
Which is why Stiles sat on the couch in the living room, braiding the girls' hair and making sure that the boys' were dry before sending them up to their rooms.
At 8:30, Stiles and Derek took their own bath, relaxing against one another in tub as they shared a light conversation.
"What do you think of Dakota?" Stiles asked. Derek kissed his shoulder, waiting for him to elaborate. "It means always smiling. I thought it was a nice meaning. It's also gender neutral." He said with a wink. Derek placed his hands on Stiles' bump, mulling over the name.
"I like it. Dakota Hale. What about the other pups?" He asked. Stiles shrugged, leaning back against his spouse and pressing kisses to his neck.
"I haven't decided yet. I'll tell you as soon as I know." He promised. Derek kissed his mouth, nodding, before sitting up and pulling the plug to release the water.
"Come on, babe, we'll have the kids in here demanding a story here soon." Derek murmured. Stiles nodded, carefully stretching before allowing Derek to help him from the tub.
And so, 15 minutes later, he had G, J, and A bouncing at his feet, all bickering over each other for a story. Derek scooped the three up and led the way to their bedroom. Stiles chuckled, peeking his head in to the other rooms to get the others before they settled in the triplets' room.
Stiles settled on the floor, Chey and Tall in his arms as Row rested against him and Claw climbed on to Derek's lap with Bran and Cay. Cas was holding Tyler.
"This is the story of your great-grandfather." Derek began, a smile on his face. Stiles' expression softened at that smile. It was the one where Derek was taking pride in his family history.
It meant the world to him.
So that night, as he and Derek climbed in to bed, Stiles knew what he was going to name the other pup.
A/N: Not the best chapter, but it was kinda rushed. I have work soon, and wanted to post this before then. Perfectly Imperfect will be updated tomorrow.