#sterekweeklymomentous

[evanesdust]

(and there it goes) i think i found my best friend

written for - @sterekfests prompt: baking @sterekweekly word: momentous

Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: POV Derek Hale, Alternate Universe - Werewolves Are Known, Established Relationship, Alpha Derek Hale, Fluff

Summary:

…the one where Derek came home to Stiles baking.

Derek pushed open the apartment door and was immediately hit with the scent of fresh pie. It brought a big smile to his face because he loved the way it filled up the whole apartment, infusing it with warmth and deliciousness.

"Stiles?" he called out, shutting and locking the door. There was no answer as he set his bag by the door and kicked his shoes off to the side, but he wasn't worried. Some days, he'd come home to find Stiles in the kitchen, dancing around to whatever song played through his AirPods.

And sure enough, as soon as Derek turned the corner from the entryway, he could see Stiles in front of the stove, bobbing his head and shaking his ass. The kitchen counter was covered with utensils: stirring spoons, measuring cups, a well-used recipe book, and an electric mixer. There were also a couple of bowls filled with the remnants of whatever Stiles had made. Blueberry pie if Derek's nose didn't deceive him. His favorite, which made him smile even wider as he walked closer.

He leaned against the wall, arms crossed, as he watched Stiles move about the kitchen with ease. They'd only been living together for a few weeks, but this felt as natural as breathing. The familiarity of the routines they'd established and the comfort in their shared space seemed like they had been doing this forever. And Derek loved these moments; catching glimpses of the domestic life that they were building together was his current obsession. Watching Stiles in his element, his face focused yet relaxed, his joy visible in his spontaneous dance moves, made Derek realize once again how lucky he was to have Stiles.

"I can feel you staring at me," Stiles called out, smirking as he turned around. He took out his earbuds and set them on the counter next to his phone.

Derek pushed away from the column and walked over to Stiles, needing to touch him. "Can't help it. I like watching you."

Stiles was wearing one of his cute, nerdy pop culture T-shirts, and Derek couldn't resist tugging him closer by the hem. Stiles's eyes widened in surprise before morphing into a playful glare.

"You just wanted to stare at my ass," he complained, but Derek could tell he was trying to hide a smile.

Unfazed, Derek simply shrugged. "Well, it's a great ass."

Stiles snorted as he wrapped his arms around Derek.

"Welcome home," Stiles replied, leaning in and kissing Derek gently on the lips. Such a simple gesture, but it also felt momentous. This...this was home—the feel of Stiles in his arms, the delicious aroma of blueberry pie baking in the oven, and the sight of the light dimming outside their apartment window.

Derek buried his face into Stiles's neck, inhaling the mix of scents that was uniquely him but also them.

Stiles tightened his arms around him, their bodies swaying slightly to the rhythm of a melody only he could hear.

Just like that, Derek knew he was in the exact place where he wanted to be. They were building something beautiful here, with more soft moments like this to come, more joy to share and pies to bake, more laughter and dancing in their cozy apartment.

With a smile, Derek pressed a soft kiss on Stiles's neck, smiling when he hummed in contentment. This moment was perfect—the evening sunlight gently streaming in through the windows and the warmth of Stiles against him.

This was home, and Derek couldn't ask for anything more.

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