#his parents died so grief. he had stiles but then he didn't so he grieved for that too. but they both hold on to it in their own ways

[whenwordsmakesense]

Baby, We Belong Together

written for @sterekdrabbles.

prompts used: 10/01 immense, telephone, endure | 12/01 thread, wine, car | 14/01 clip, enter, sedate

one day's prompt = one chapter.

total word count = 400 words (the first prompt got long; it is a double drabble now 😂)

[AO3]

Chapter 1: Grief

The first time the telephone rang, Derek didn't bother to pick it up. It was an old thing, and anyone who would have its number was someone he didn't want to talk to. It would either be his parent's friends or relatives he had only met once or twice in his twenty-seven years of life, all of them calling to pay their condolences to him. 

He knows that his parents' death was sudden. But they had a happy life, and Derek is immensely grateful for the time he got with them. But he can't endure more platitudes.

He's packed everything in his parents' house, and he has nothing else left to do, so when the telephone rings for the third time in the day, Derek decides to pick it up. 

"Hello." He greets, monotone. 

A warm chuckle comes down the line. "You still don't use inflection," the voice says, and he recognizes it. He has never forgotten it, forgotten him, because how can you forget your first love? 

"Stiles," he says, awed, wondrous. "You still have this number?" 

"Yeah," Stiles says. "Never got rid of it." A pause. "I'm sorry," 

"Is that why you're calling?" 

"No. I'm calling for you." 

Chapter 2: Love

A year ago, Derek lost his parents. And a year ago, Stiles came back in his life. 

It feels like a sign, almost. His mother knew he had never actually moved on from his first love, and this seems like her blessing, to have Stiles back in his life. 

They're on a date. It's their first in a decade; their last had been when Stiles was sixteen and he seventeen, and it had been messy, both of them sad and angry. 

Now, though, after a good dinner and good wine, they thread their fingers together and walk towards his car.

Chapter 3: Happiness

Having Laura and Cora meet Stiles again is like entering a key in a lock; they fit, all of them, like an old group of friends that is meeting again. 

Which is exactly what they are. 

Cora and Stiles gossip about the others who were in their class while Laura puts butterfly clips on her daughter's hair. "He has grown up pretty, hasn't he?" 

Derek looks back at Laura. Looks back at Stiles, waving his hands around as he talks about Lydia and Jordan's son; Stiles' own godson. "He has always been pretty," he says sedately, happily. "I love him."

#sterek #derek hale #stiles stilinski #teen wolf #whenwordsmakesense #i love this fic #because this parallels stiles/derek's relationship as well as derek's relationship with his family i think #his parents died so grief. he had stiles but then he didn't so he grieved for that too. but they both hold on to it in their own ways #derek is trying to move on from their deaths. he loves them still tho. he will always love them just like he does stiles #and then the last one is him being happy with his family AND stiles. so. #i love this #tho the title of the fic could be better lmao