Derek blinked his eyes open to find a head of hair in his face. He pulled back in confusion, looking around to find his bearings.

Right. Stiles, the couch. They must have fallen asleep before they moved to Derek’s bed.

Stiles’ face scrunched up as Derek tried to move away. “No,” Stiles whined.

Derek laughed, pressing a kiss into his hair. Stiles blinked up at him with a sleepy smile. “Guess that wasn’t a dream then.”

“Not a dream,” Derek confirmed, leaning down to give Stiles a soft kiss. “Coffee?”

“Yes!” Stiles crowed. He jumped off the couch, “and I really need to pee. I was on my way there before all this happened!”

Derek couldn’t stop smiling as he watched Stiles hurry to the bathroom. He didn’t stop as he got up and pulled on his jeans, not bothering with a shirt. Nor did he stop as he made the coffee, or pushed some bread into the toaster.

He really only stopped when he heard a gasp behind him. He spun around and advanced, claws already out, before realizing it was only his own betas standing in his living room. Erica looked ecstatic, clapping her hands together. Isaac looked a mix between disgust and amused. Boyd didn’t look like he cared.

Derek made the sign to be quiet when Erica looked like she was going to start screaming.

‘Stiles is still in the bathroom, calm down.’

Isaac rolled his eyes before signing back, ‘can he even hear us from in there? And what’s the big deal? We all know you’ve been together for a while, we just haven’t seen it.’

Derek glared, ‘he’s not deaf, you idiot. And we just got together last night, I don’t want to scare him off.’

All three betas gave him sympathetic looks before they all startled by Stiles laugh.

“There’s not much you can do to scare me off at this point, big guy.”

Derek turned around, Stiles was already right behind him. Stiles smiled shyly, putting his arms around Derek’s waist.

“You sure?” Derek asked, still feeling uncertain. Like he had forced Stiles into this.

Stiles laughed, “I’m sure.”

Derek smiled, putting his arms around Stiles and kissing him gently, softly.

He heard the shutter of the iPhone camera app, a gagging noise and happy clapping. He could guess what noise belonged to who, but why Boyd was taking a picture of them he didn’t know. And he wasn’t about to pull away from Stiles to find out.

“Lydia’s freaking out, she just won the pot. And Scott’s pissed we all found out before him.”

Stiles pulled away at that, “pot? What pot?” He peered around Derek to frown at the betas. “And since when did you all know sign?”

Derek started laughing then, because it had taken months for Stiles to realize they all signed off and on. “I made them all take classes when I found out you were hard of hearing.”

“What, really?” Stiles looked at them all, they all nodded at him. “Dude that was like a year ago, how have I not noticed?”

Derek shrugged, “sometimes you miss what’s in front of your face.” Referring to when Derek had missed Stiles being hard of hearing, as well as the two of them not knowing they had feelings for each other.

Stiles smirked, “I guess so. I can’t believe you made them all do that.”

Derek looked at him in confusion, “you’re pack, we were happy to do it.”

Stiles looked stunned for a minute, before a devilish grin split across his face.

“Sorry puppys, your Alphas busy at the moment. Leave a message or come back after I’m done sucking his brains out through his cock.”

“Ew Stiles,” Isaac muttered, but they all quickly made their way out of the apartment.

Stiles was already starting to sink to his knees before Derek picked him up and slung him over his shoulder.

“Bed.” He said, making his way up the stairs.

“I’m not complaining.” Stiles laughed.

Derek didn’t stop smiling all week. It scared the whole pack.

Except for Stiles, he couldn’t stop smiling either.

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