Perfectly imperfect

Messy

*Derek

It's Christmas Eve and I made Stiles leave my room so I could wrap his gift. I know he's going to love it.

I'm definitely not the best at wrapping but I tried. I got cute Paris wrapping paper with heels and lipstick on it because duh its Stiles.

The present is perfect, and once I'm done I take it back to our tree putting it underneath.

"Stilesss, you can come out now," I yell out to him.

He skips out of his room. And I eye him because he was hiding something behind his back.

"What are you doing?"

"Ta-Da!"

Stiles pulls the present out from behind his back, and when I reach for it he rips it back scowling.

"You can't touch, I just know you would some how figure it out."

He's right somehow, for years I could guess just about every gift I ever got. Laura would make it a mission to surprise me at least once, she always got so pissed.

It was always entertaining.

Stiles took the present wrapped in nurse wrapping paper to the tree smiling adorable.

"I want hot chocolate, can you make me some?"

"Fine but only because you'd just make a bigger mess."

"Not true, accidents happen all the time like," I feel something pour on my head as I was pouring the milk in the pot.

"Kinda like that," Stiles finishes smugly as cocoa powder falls from my head to the floor and all over my black shirt.

I looked up to Stiles and he sequels and turns to run. I grab his waist and simultaneously grab a handful of hot chocolate mix.

"No, no please I won't do it again. Der stop," he says giggling like crazy.

I drop it on his head before rubbing it in, "No, you jerk."

I let him go and we are covered in hot cocoa powdered his smile is just so beautiful and happy.

"What the hell is this?"

Our heads whip to the door to see Stiles parents with annoyed expressions.

"Sorry Ma'am it got a little out of hand, I'll clean it up right away."

I'm nervous because I can't get fired, Stiles still has three months til he can leave. I can't leave him... especially with his sorry excuse for parents.

Mrs. Stilinski just shakes her head as she silently berates our tree.

"We always said Stiles could corrupt anything he touches."

His dad, which I'm meeting for the first time. Is a grade A asshole who I desperately want to punch.

"I know John, I know. We must have done something wrong."

I look at Stiles who has his head down and looks like he wants to cry. If I could I would engulf him in a hug and kiss all over his precious face until his smile returned.

"And on top of that what are you wearing, god it's embarrassing. Your a man so start acting like it," His dad yelled as he glanced at he disgustedly.

His mom faced me and pursed her lips, "It seems like you've been enjoying yourself to much, this is still a job you know. Honestly I just don't think we can keep you here. This place is a mess."

I opened my mouth to talk but Stiles beat me to it. When my head shot up, my eyes reaching him, he was shaking with rage.

"If Dereks leaving, then so am I."