Scott and Stiles held hands as they both faced a wall with two different swatches of paint "Both are good." Scott says. Stiles nods "What I thought too. But which one do you like more?"
Scott looks to the right, then at the left.
"Well? Stiles asked.
"Aqua, I like aqua Stiles."
Stiles nods "We are thinking together today buddy."
"Do not call me buddy."
"Awe, why not?" Stiles frowned.
"Because Stiles, I think we are more than buddies, don't you think?" Scott pats Stiles bump. "We can be together, and still be buddies." Argued Stiles.
"I guess you can be right. Now, how do you want the nursery to look Stiles?"
"I want three walls painted then one left not painted." Stiles says.
"I can yet that done for you Stiles." Scott smiles.
"Uh..you?"
"Yeah, me." Scott replied.
"Um..what about me? I can help paint the nursery. After all I am carrying the baby that will sleep in here."
Scott looks at Stiles whose arms are crossed.
"Are you sure that you are up to painting Stiles?"
Stiles nodded "Yes Scott, I can still perform simple tasks."
"I know you can. Please do not over exert yourself." Scott asked.
"Please. I am not disabled, stop treating me as if I am." Stiles whispered.
Scott wraps Stiles up in a hug "I am sorry. I know you are not disabled. Now. What three walls are we painting today?"
Stiles smiles "Thanks Scotty, now how about the wall by his bed painted, the wall next to his bed still, and then..far wall." Stiles points at the three walls.
Scott looks around, trying to imagine what the rooms will look like.
"He will like his nursery."
"I think so too. Now, I will get everything situated."
"And I will help too."

Once the tarps were set down, tap lined the walls, and a change of clothes, both men were ready to get painting.
"You ready to start painting Stiles?" Scott asked looking over at him.
Stiles holds up his paintbrush "Ready!"
"Excellent, now where do you want to start?"
"Right here." Stiles pointed.
"You go right on over there. But, please, Stiles, be careful. Do not overwork yourself."
"And I will, same goes for you. We can work together."
"Work together." Scott repeated.
"Where are you going to start?" Stiles asked.
"Right next to you. I cannot bare to be apart." Scott winked.
"Flirt." Winked Stiles back.
"Damn right. Now, come on. Lets get to painting this nursery!"
"Painting!" Cheered Stiles.

Scott looked over at Stiles whose still painting, a happy smile on his face.
Scott smiled happily, but continued painting.

Stiles sees Scott watching, but he cares not, he happily continues to paint.
One hand on his belly with the other hand working in strokes to paint the wall.
"Wow." Stiles gasped.
Scott drops his paintbrush, rushing over "Whats wrong!"
Stiles grabs his hand to rest it on his bump "Baby is kicking!" Scott exclaimed.
"Baby is kicking." Stiles said hands still on his bump.
"Is the baby okay?" Scott wondered.
"Yeah, baby just decided to start kicking." Stiles shrugged his shoulders.
Scott rubs his belly "Could baby be hungry?"
Stiles smiles "We are always hungry. Can we order out?"

"Food is here Scott!" Stiles yelled.
"I heard. Werewolf hearing." Scott replied.
"Still heard that Scott." Warned Stiles.
Scott answered the door, paid for the food, then closed the door.
"I got the food, now come eat Chubs."
"You called me Chubs. That means I get your egg roll." Stiles declared.
Scott shakes his head "That is fair. Come claim your egg roll Stiles."
Stiles grins "Thanks Scotty."
"Anything for you two."

Stiles and Scott returned to the nursery painting, now both with full bellies.
"Thanks for the food Scotty, now we are prepared to finish this nursery!"
Scott pats Stiles bump, now not feeling anything.
"Good that. I have been thinking."
"That would be a first Scott."
"Ha, so very funny. But can I continue?" Scott asked.
Stiles nods, indicating for Scott that he may continue.
"Wolfsbane."
"What about that? Wolfsbane."
"How about we add some in his nursery?"
Stiles looked at Scott, hard and long "No."
"N-no? But why not Stiles."
"Do you love your son Scott?"
"Of course I do! Why would you even ask that! I am.."
"Wolfsbane will kill our son Scott."
"You do not know if he will be a werewolf." Argued Scott.
"But we do not know if he won't." Reasoned Stiles.
Scott was silent, "I am worried about him. I do not wish for my son to be as I am."
"You are not bad, think of all the times you saved this town Scott. Our son could do the same."
"Do you think he can protect Beacon Hills?"
Stiles takes Scott's hand into his own "I do, yes. However. He has you, the one true Alpha. His father. You also will be there in the protection of this town Scott."
Scott looks down at Stiles bump "I will always protect my family, and the town of Beacon Hills."
Scott kisses Stiles cheek "And I know that you will Scott. The people will know that their town will be even more protected now." Stiles whispered.
"I will always try to protect."
"And think of all the people you have."
"And with him this town will feel even more protected."

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