Hello my loverlies! Sorry I haven't updated in a few days. I haven't been doing well. I had no motivation to turn my laptop on and write. I've also been busy but I want to thank you for sticking around; this one will probably be short too, I'm still feeling kind of crappy but I hope to see you all next chapter! Review and leave suggestions. (Wow listen to Use Somebody, the cover by Laura Jansen. I'm obsessed!)
Ch6
"Hey Derek?" Stiles whispered. "Derek are you awake?" Stiles mumbled. He climbed up on Derek and sat on his chest. Stiles tried again, poking the tip of Derek's nose he raised his voice a little bit, "Derek, wake up." Feeling the weight on his chest Derek's eyes fluttered open. "Stiles, what the hell are you doing?" Derek asked. "Good, you're up." Stiles sang. "I am now." Derek growled. "What do you want?" "I want to play with you Derek." Stiles said bouncing up and down excitedly on Derek's chest. "Can we go to the park?" Derek's eyes widened at the mention of the park. "Um yeah, but you have to stay close to me okay? You can't leave my side." Derek stated. "I won't, I promise Derek." Stiles said. Stiles leaned down and pressed his forehead to Derek's, "Come on, let's go now." "Alright, alright I'm up, I'm up." Derek groaned.
Derek rolled over and dumped Stiles off of his chest. Landing with a soft thud on the other side of bed Stiles stood up and began jumping on the bed. "Hurry Derek, Hurry!" Stiles chanted. "I'm going as fast as I can, Stiles. Stop jumping on the bed before you hurt yourself." Derek reprimanded.
Hopping off the bed Stiles ran out of the bedroom and waited for Derek by the front door. "Are you coming Derek, are you?" Stiles asked. "Jesus Stiles, be quiet!" Derek shouted. Stiles stopped shuffling around and closed his mouth. After waiting for a few more minutes, Derek came down with a mitt, a baseball, and a bat in his hands. "Catch." Derek said tossing the ball to Stiles. "Stiles missed the ball and let it him in his head. "Ow." Stiles whined. "Good catch." Derek snorted. "Let's go." Derek sighed.
Stiles ran out the door, through the hallway, and waited for Derek at the elevator. Derek reached his hand out to press the elevator button but Stiles screamed "No! Let me do it!" pushing Derek's hand away. "Stiles, don't scream, you're inside!" Derek barked. "Why are you being so annoying today?" Derek thought out loud. "I'm not annoying, you're just grumpy." Stiles grinned.
The elevator doors opened and Derek shoved Stiles inside. "So Derek, what are we gonna do at the park? Is there a jungle gym? Is there ice cream? Can I have some I really love ice cream? Is there a baseball field? Can we play on it? Can I run on it? Derek will you promise to play with me? Promise me, Derek. You're my best friend, Derek." Derek looked down at Stiles with wide eyes. "You're my best friend too, kiddo." Derek smiled.
Stiles reached out for Derek's hand and Derek held on to Stiles' little hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. The whole walk to the park Derek kept Stiles' hand in his. "I like when you hold my hand Derek; you can protect me and keep me safe, right Derek?" "That's right buddy. Always." Derek said. Derek took Stiles over to the baseball diamond and Stiles went crazy. "Woah Derek! We get to have this all by ourselves? Only us? We can play here? Derek, you're gonna play right? You promised, remember?" "Yes Stiles, I remember." Derek said.
"Go stand over there." Derek pointed at home plate. "Take these with you." Derek untucked the baseball gear from under his arm and handed Stiles the bat. Stiles dragged the bat along the ground behind him. Derek walked over to the pitchers mound, "Okay Stiles, get ready to hit the ball." "I don't know how." Stiles said. "Just hold it up to your shoulders and then swing when you see the ball coming." Derek instructed.
Stiles did as he was told and missed the ball. "Derek I missed!" Stiles shouted. "That's okay, try again." Derek shouted back. Stiles threw the ball back to Derek as hard as he could. "You got a good arm there, kiddo." Derek said. "Okay, try keeping your eyes on the ball. Also bend your elbows a little bit." Stiles adjusted himself a little bit and looked to Derek for approval. "Just like that." Derek smiled. Derek threw the ball but, Stiles missed again. "Derek I can't do it." Stiles cried. "Yes you can. Keep trying. Third times a charm." Derek encouraged. Catching the ball Derek threw it back and this time Stiles hit it.
"Derek! Look I did it! I hit it! I hit the ball! Did you see?! I did it." Stiles yelled. "Yeah! I saw you great job! I told you you could do it." Derek laughed. "How cool was that dad?" Stiles asked. Derek dropped the ball, "What did you call me?" Derek asked. "I called you Derek because that's your name silly." Stiles stated.
Derek and Stiles practiced hitting some more and then they practiced catching. Stiles was all tuckered out. The ice cream man drove by playing his happy music loud enough people in China could hear him. "Derek! The ice cream truck! Can we please get some?! Please oh please!?" Stiles begged. "Alright, let's go get some ice cream. Stiles ran right up to the window, "Can I have vanilla, with rainbow sprinkles, and ooh ooh a cherry on top, please?" Stiles ordered. The boy in the window turned around and made Stile's ice cream cone. "Here you go, little guy." The boy said. "Thank you!" Stiles smiled. "Can my best friend Derek, have some ice cream too?" Stiles asked. The boy looked up at Derek, "Good afternoon sir, what can I get you?" "Can I have chocolate with caramel fudge?" Derek ordered. "That'll be five-dollars and fifty-cents." Said the boy. Derek handed the driver his money and thanked him.
Stiles and Derek sat down on a near by bench and ate their ice cream. "Derek, when's my mommy coming home?" Stiles asked. "I-I don't know Stiles, I'm sorry. Would you like to call her?" Derek asked. "Yes, I miss her." Stiles sighed. Derek pulled his cell phone from his pocket, dialed Kate's number, and handed Stiles the phone. "Hi mommy." Stiles said. "I miss you too. When are you coming home? I want you to meet my best friend Derek. He's almost as cool as dinosaurs." Derek laughed at how Stiles always said almost. "No, I don't want grandpa to come." Stiles began to shout into the receiver. "I want to stay with Derek. Please?" Stiles begged. "Fine, I love you too. Bye." Stiled mumbled. "That was fast." Derek said "Mommy and Carlos are at a party." Stiles informed him.
Stiles looked up at Derek with big, sad eyes, "Can I stay with you forever Derek?" Stiles asked. "Forever." Derek said rubbing Stiles' back. "Let's go home." Derek insisted. "Can I take a nap, too Derek. I'm tired." Stiles said, rubbing his eyes. "Sure thing buddy."