But, It's Christmas?

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Derek POV

I groaned as it started down pouring as I was on my way home. This has been the worst week. Everything that could go wrong, has. And, it's Christmas on Friday.

I pulled into my driveway to see the entire pack is here. I sighed, this is that last thing I want to deal with.

I got out of my car and went inside to see lights hung up around my house, Stiles was decorating a tree that wasn't there this morning, Lydia, Kira, and Allison were making cookies, Isaac and Scott were putting presents under the tree and Jackson was hanging up fake mistletoe.

"What the hell is this?" I asked seeing the pack turn toward me.

"You're house wasn't festive enough." Stiles said hopping off the stool he was standing on to come toward me.

"Take it down." I snapped.

"What? No? Why?" Stiles frowned.

"Because I said so."

"Don't be such a grinch."

"Stiles, I'm not in the mood. Just take the shit down. I'm serious." I snapped storming off into my room.

"Why's he hate Christmas so much?" I heard in the living room.

"Are you seriously asking that?" Jackson snapped at Scott.

"Guys, stop." Stiles said. "Just, let me talk to him."

I sighed hearing him come toward my room.

"Der?" He called walking in. "Der? What's wrong? You let us decorate last year?" He said beside me.

"I'm just not in the mood." I said laying down. I felt him crawl on top of me laying his head on my chest.

"What happened?" He asked.

"I got fired today." I said softly.

"What? Why?" He asked.

"I don't "do my job right" it makes no sense. They wouldn't ever tell me what I did wrong. I don't...." I stopped sighing.

"Der" he whined kissing my jaw. "You don't need them."

I rolled over keeping Stiles as close as possible. "I just want to lay here and never get up."

"Take your shirt off." Stiles demanded pulling out of my grasp.

"Why?" I groaned.

"Oh my god just do it."

I sighed pulling my shirt off.

"Lay on your stomach." He damanded.

I rolled over feeling him sit on my butt. "What are you doing?" I laughed.

He hummed before digging his hands into my shoulders.

"Oh my god." I moaned. "I love you."

I could hear his smile beaming off his face as he continued to rub my back.

I'm not even sure how long this went on but I was close to falling asleep when someone knocked on the door.

"Umm..do we really have to take everything down...?" It was Liam.

I felt another moan roll out and Stiles laugh. "No, it can stay up." I said.

I heard Liam squeal as Stiles jumped up.

"Ow, don't do that." I told him.

"Another question...what's for dinner?"

This time Stiles groaned falling so he was laying on me.

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