Ficlet: My Path Is Bound With Yours
Author: on_the_ground
Title: My Path Is Bound With Yours
Rating: G
Pairing/s: Stiles/Jackson
Character/s: Stiles, Jackson
Summary: Jackson comes back home to make up with his husband.
Content Notes: Fluff, nobody is dead, romance, mpreg
Warnings: None
Submission Type: Ficlet
Word Count: 992 words
Prompt: #197 - Masks
Author's Notes: This will be part of my series "All I Saw Was You." This completes a three parts arc in the past formed by (1) More Than a Cuddle and (2) True Love Lasts Forever. Unbetaed. The remaining 203 words will be posted on AO3.
When Jackson gets home around nine the next night, the house is quiet and the lights are on in the living room but Stiles is nowhere to be seen. He takes off his Jacket and loosens his tie before grabbing a small bottle of water from the fridge.
It's dark outside but from the big window of the kitchen he can see the lights on in the swimming pool and Stiles swimming from one end to the other. He leaves the bottle where it was in the fridge and goes outside after taking of his shoes and socks.
The fresh grass feels good on his feet as he walks towards one of the loungers and takes a seat.
Stiles keeps swimming gracefully under the moonlight and it takes a few minutes before he stops at one of the ends of the pool to take a breath and realizes that he isn't alone anymore.
"What are you doing sitting there?" Stiles says surprised, running a hand through his messy hair.
"Enjoying the view..." Jackson smiles.
"Why don't you get in?" Because usually that's what he does in cases like this.
Jackson snorts. "I thought you were pissed at me..."
"Yeah, I'm pissed at you... but it's hot and I'm never too pissed to see you wet in a swimsuit."
Jackson smiles. "That's good to know."
Stiles swims to the side closer to Jackson until he's in front of him. "I still expect some kind of apology, y'know? What happened last night--"
"I know, believe me." Jackson interrupts him. "I couldn't stop thinking about it."
"Me neither." Stiles says.
"I'm sorry, okay? I know I was a jerk and there's no excuse, except that I wasn't myself..." Jackson runs a hand through his hair as he tries to find the words. "But it's been so long... and fuck... I'm stupid because I didn't see it and I should have..." Jackson says, shaking his head.
"What do you mean?" Stiles frowns, getting out of the pool. He grabs the towel he had left on the lounger in front of Jackson before sitting down and drying off his arms and legs a bit."
"I mean that I went to bed yesterday with a really weird feeling and it wasn't just because Danny's couch is the last place I'll be sleeping on again in my life... or because it was the first night you haven't been next to me since college... so, I went to see Deaton today and he confirmed it. It was my hormones talking yesterday. I mean, of course, the part of me who doesn't like Brian had a lot to do with it... but yeah, I'm pregnant and that kind of explains what happened... a big part of it, at least."
"Wait," Stiles smiles. "Did you say you're pregnant?"
Jackson's eyes meet Stiles’s gaze and he nods slowly. "Yeah, I did." Jackson smiles, dropping the mask of casualness as he waits for Stiles's reaction. "You can't be that surprised."
"Oh my god!" Stiles gets up as fast as he manage. He reaches for Jackson, sitting on his lap, taking his head in his hands, and finding his lips, tasting, lingering. Kissing.
"You should have told me when you got home," Stiles says when they pull apart to breath. "You're evil, Mr Whittemore."
Jackson moves his right hand from Stiles's waist to his neck to kiss kim deeper this time.
When they pull part, Stiles just looks at him and bites his lip.
"What is it?" Jackson asks, moving his hand down again around Stile's waist.
"I..." Stiles shakes his head. "It's stupid..."
"What's stupid?" Jackson asks with curiosity.
"I guess... you know... I guess a part of my still can't believe it. Which is stupid, I know, because you told me. You told me you could get pregnant and I know you were saying the truth..."
"That's not stupid. And I know it's been fast since we decided to try... believe me, I'm surprised too. I told you I didn't know how long it would take."
"Are you happy?" Stiles says, looking directly at Jackson's eyes.
"How can you ask me that?" Jackson frowns. "Of course, I am. Why shouldn't I?"
"Because I know it was my idea, not yours."
"Yeah, it's not like we didn't talk about it a million times and I agreed that it was the right time. You have nothing to worry about."
"You're not scared or something, are you?"
"Not scared... but I'd be lying if I said that I'm not worried in case something goes wrong, y'know? This is new for Derek, Deaton or Melissa..."
Stiles has thought about that too. After all, Deaton has no experience with male pregnant werewolves but right now he needs to support Jackson and give him as much confidence as he can.
"Well, I understand what you mean but the whole pack is going to be there for you and we've dealt with more complicated things than this... so trust me, everything is going to be fine. We'll have a healthy baby, you'll see," Stiles says with as much conviction as he can.
Jackson looks at Stiles's excited eyes and he smiles, hoping than Stiles is right because he knows that if something went wrong, his husband's heart would break in a million pieces and he's not sure how he would deal with it either.
"I can't wait to see Scott's face when I tell him... Baby Andrea will have a friend to play with! He's gonna love it!"
"I don't know about him but my parents are going to freak out... you're free to give them the news if you want."
"Well, yeah, maybe at first... but I think they're going to love being grandparents... Oh my god, my father! I can't wait to tell him!"
"I understand that but maybe... don't you think we should wait at least two months? Just until we're sure that everything is fine..."
Title: My Path Is Bound With Yours
Rating: G
Pairing/s: Stiles/Jackson
Character/s: Stiles, Jackson
Summary: Jackson comes back home to make up with his husband.
Content Notes: Fluff, nobody is dead, romance, mpreg
Warnings: None
Submission Type: Ficlet
Word Count: 992 words
Prompt: #197 - Masks
Author's Notes: This will be part of my series "All I Saw Was You." This completes a three parts arc in the past formed by (1) More Than a Cuddle and (2) True Love Lasts Forever. Unbetaed. The remaining 203 words will be posted on AO3.
When Jackson gets home around nine the next night, the house is quiet and the lights are on in the living room but Stiles is nowhere to be seen. He takes off his Jacket and loosens his tie before grabbing a small bottle of water from the fridge.
It's dark outside but from the big window of the kitchen he can see the lights on in the swimming pool and Stiles swimming from one end to the other. He leaves the bottle where it was in the fridge and goes outside after taking of his shoes and socks.
The fresh grass feels good on his feet as he walks towards one of the loungers and takes a seat.
Stiles keeps swimming gracefully under the moonlight and it takes a few minutes before he stops at one of the ends of the pool to take a breath and realizes that he isn't alone anymore.
"What are you doing sitting there?" Stiles says surprised, running a hand through his messy hair.
"Enjoying the view..." Jackson smiles.
"Why don't you get in?" Because usually that's what he does in cases like this.
Jackson snorts. "I thought you were pissed at me..."
"Yeah, I'm pissed at you... but it's hot and I'm never too pissed to see you wet in a swimsuit."
Jackson smiles. "That's good to know."
Stiles swims to the side closer to Jackson until he's in front of him. "I still expect some kind of apology, y'know? What happened last night--"
"I know, believe me." Jackson interrupts him. "I couldn't stop thinking about it."
"Me neither." Stiles says.
"I'm sorry, okay? I know I was a jerk and there's no excuse, except that I wasn't myself..." Jackson runs a hand through his hair as he tries to find the words. "But it's been so long... and fuck... I'm stupid because I didn't see it and I should have..." Jackson says, shaking his head.
"What do you mean?" Stiles frowns, getting out of the pool. He grabs the towel he had left on the lounger in front of Jackson before sitting down and drying off his arms and legs a bit."
"I mean that I went to bed yesterday with a really weird feeling and it wasn't just because Danny's couch is the last place I'll be sleeping on again in my life... or because it was the first night you haven't been next to me since college... so, I went to see Deaton today and he confirmed it. It was my hormones talking yesterday. I mean, of course, the part of me who doesn't like Brian had a lot to do with it... but yeah, I'm pregnant and that kind of explains what happened... a big part of it, at least."
"Wait," Stiles smiles. "Did you say you're pregnant?"
Jackson's eyes meet Stiles’s gaze and he nods slowly. "Yeah, I did." Jackson smiles, dropping the mask of casualness as he waits for Stiles's reaction. "You can't be that surprised."
"Oh my god!" Stiles gets up as fast as he manage. He reaches for Jackson, sitting on his lap, taking his head in his hands, and finding his lips, tasting, lingering. Kissing.
"You should have told me when you got home," Stiles says when they pull apart to breath. "You're evil, Mr Whittemore."
Jackson moves his right hand from Stiles's waist to his neck to kiss kim deeper this time.
When they pull part, Stiles just looks at him and bites his lip.
"What is it?" Jackson asks, moving his hand down again around Stile's waist.
"I..." Stiles shakes his head. "It's stupid..."
"What's stupid?" Jackson asks with curiosity.
"I guess... you know... I guess a part of my still can't believe it. Which is stupid, I know, because you told me. You told me you could get pregnant and I know you were saying the truth..."
"That's not stupid. And I know it's been fast since we decided to try... believe me, I'm surprised too. I told you I didn't know how long it would take."
"Are you happy?" Stiles says, looking directly at Jackson's eyes.
"How can you ask me that?" Jackson frowns. "Of course, I am. Why shouldn't I?"
"Because I know it was my idea, not yours."
"Yeah, it's not like we didn't talk about it a million times and I agreed that it was the right time. You have nothing to worry about."
"You're not scared or something, are you?"
"Not scared... but I'd be lying if I said that I'm not worried in case something goes wrong, y'know? This is new for Derek, Deaton or Melissa..."
Stiles has thought about that too. After all, Deaton has no experience with male pregnant werewolves but right now he needs to support Jackson and give him as much confidence as he can.
"Well, I understand what you mean but the whole pack is going to be there for you and we've dealt with more complicated things than this... so trust me, everything is going to be fine. We'll have a healthy baby, you'll see," Stiles says with as much conviction as he can.
Jackson looks at Stiles's excited eyes and he smiles, hoping than Stiles is right because he knows that if something went wrong, his husband's heart would break in a million pieces and he's not sure how he would deal with it either.
"I can't wait to see Scott's face when I tell him... Baby Andrea will have a friend to play with! He's gonna love it!"
"I don't know about him but my parents are going to freak out... you're free to give them the news if you want."
"Well, yeah, maybe at first... but I think they're going to love being grandparents... Oh my god, my father! I can't wait to tell him!"
"I understand that but maybe... don't you think we should wait at least two months? Just until we're sure that everything is fine..."