Chapter 8
Life with the Hales was pretty good. Stiles had to admit he didnt think he would feel so at home somewhere where he hadn't grown up in, and yet there he was waking up in the warm arms of Derek and feeling so at peace, listening to the gentle breathing of his boyfriend like it was the best sound in the universe (well it was second best to Dereks voice but they were both really comforting sounds). He looked forward to waking up in the morning, to consiously feel Derek wrapped around him in a warm house that felt safe.
Stiles turned over to face his boyfriends gentle sleeping face, he looked so happy asleep and Stiles hoped that some part of his happiness was because of him. In fact though stiles didnt know it a very large part of Derek's happiness was due to Stiles.
Derek stirred letting out a sleepy sigh before opening his eyes a little. Stiles believed that you could tell a lot about someone by looking into their eyes and when Stiles looked into dereks he saw nothing but beauty and caring.
"Morning sweetie..." Stiles sighed contently.
"Morning..." Derek sleepily grunted back. "You ok?"
"Yeah thanks... now I need to get up... work... it kind of sucks but yeah..." Stiles droned out thinking about the next few hours he was going to be spending bored at the library where he assisted at over the summer in an effort to bring in a bit of cash before going back to college.
"Aw well I'll make pancakes for you to help you feel better." Derek said a smile on his face as he rose from the bed and went over to hug stiles.
"Thankyou..." Stiles said leaning in and kissing Derek before heading to the bathroom.
Derek went down stairs planning things out in his head. He had things to do and organise today to make things perfect. He was planning it all out out while doing Stiles' pancakes when Peter walked in.
"Why hello, Derek. You're up a bit early arent you?" Peter inquired.
"Stiles has work and I have a busy day today." Derek said without even trying to mask the preoccupied sound in his voice.
"Ah well its only part time so you'll have him to yourself again soon before he goes college and besides I'm sure today won't be too busy will it?"
"Kind of, and well i'm just glad he's going to beacon hills college..." Derek sighed.
The coversation died away and Peter set about reading the paper and Derek continued making Stiles his pancakes, the sweet aroma filled the kitchen and house and Stiles could smell them from the shower which provided a very good incentive for him to hurry up a bit. In fact, they hurried him up to the point where it only took him fifteen minutes to be down at the table rather than the usual thirty when Peter made breakfast.
"I dont know what you put in those pancakes but the boy must love them if he's down this quickly..." Peter said a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
"Neither do I but they're amazing... not that yours aren't!" Stiles said smiling at Peter.
"Well I'm glad you like them so much." Derek said placing a plate of fresh pancakes infront of Stiles, and shortly after a plateful infront of Peter too. "Enjoy."
"So is it today?" Peter asked not looking away from his laptop.
"Yeah it is, it seems like the right time... I mean we've been living together a few months now... you dont think im rushing things" Derek over the past year had grown to trust his uncle immensly, almost as much as he trusted Stiles so would often get advice from Peter.
"No, I dont think it is. Now i'm going to leave and let you get on with things, I'll be back later, enjoy."
"Ok see you."
Stiles had rough day at the library he was tired from spending hours on end picking up large piles of books and lugging them though the library then placing them one by one in the correct shelves (which were often annoying to find) and helping (more often than not) rude or arrogant customers find some book or another.
He needed home and Derek and probably a nap and got into the jeep with those in mind.
It was a few hours later that Derek heard stiles' jeepdown the road (having enhanced senses was pretty helpful sometimes) he went about making sure everything was ready then went outside to wait for stiles.
It wasnt long before the jeep was parking outside the house and its driver walking over and hugging Derek.
"Hey, Derek what are you doing out here?" Stiles asked smiling.
Derek tried to hide his mischeivous smile a little. "Waiting for you. Now let me put this blindfold on you..."
"This isnt going to be some nasty practical joke is it?"
"Nope just put this on and I'll lead you inside, I have a surprise for you."
With a little hesitation stiles put the blind fold on. Now, this was what weeks of planning was leading up to Derek took Stiles by the hand and led him inside, into the kitchen and sat him at the table beforetaking off his blindfold.
Stiles couldnt belive his eyes he was sat at a candle lit table with a plate piled high of amazing smelling, looking and (he could pretty much guarantee) amazing tasting food.
"What's all this for?" Stiles asked in disbelief.
Derek sat opposite him, grabbed Stiles' hand with both of his took a deep breath and just asked "Marry me?"
Stiles went from happy to ecstacy and euphoria in 0.001 seconds flat and probably had a small breakdown somewhere in that time as well. "I..." Stiles managed, feeling as though his heart was about to give in with how fast it was beating.
He took a moment, gathered his scattered thoughts and to what he concidered the best question of his life: said "Yes!"
