Derek should have know better than to joke about it but really, after being teased about his weight for so long, his boyfriend had it coming.
“Stiles,” he tried grabbing the younger man’s arms to calm him, but Stiles was determined to flail about like a slippery fish flopping towards water and Derek was unable to hold him, “Stiles, calm down, it was just a…”
“We should get married!” Stiles blurted, shouting near his ear and making Derek rear back to gape openly at him.
“Stiles…” Derek tried again.
“But I’m so young and…oh my god, do I have to ask Peter for your hand? Oh god, don’t tell me I have to ask Cora, she’ll deball me for sure,” Stiles began to pace, rushing his hands through his hair like a maniac.
“Stiles, calm down, I was just…”
“Do we take your name or mine?” Stiles asked the question more to himself than Derek. “Hyphenate?”
“Jesus, Stiles, it’s…”
“Oh Christ, is it puppies? Oh Derek, are we having puppies?”
And Derek decided he’d had enough. He threw up his hands and tried to leave the room. “Yes, Stiles, it’s puppies. Christ!”
“Oh god, I love puppies!” Two strong arms wrapped around his middle, stopping Derek before he could escape. “Oh Der, we’re having puppies!”
Derek couldn’t stop a smile. Even when he was being a complete moron, he couldn’t love this boy more if he tried, “Yeah, Stiles. Yes, we are.”
Yes, I have lost my mind, thanks for asking, lol. Does this qualify as mpreg? Basically a little eating doodle (because I love drawing Derek eating…for some reason) that got way out of hand.