Young pregnant Derek.

"Derek." Stiles called.
He waited for a response, but it never came.
Stiles walks up the stairs wondering where Derek was. Or why he was not answering.
Stiles found Derek looking at himself in the mirror, his belly displayed.

Derek frowned at his reflection in the mirror.
In the beginning Derek believed these red lines were from his jeans. They were getting tighter, that is exactly so.
But now, Derek cannot blame his right jeans on these red lines.
They were spreading across his tummy, making red lines into a connect the dots picture.
"Hey?" Stiles asked.
Derek looks at Stiles through the mirror.
"Hi." Derek replied.
"I called you, did you not hear me?" Stiles questioned.
Derek shakes his head "No, sorry."
"You are acting distant." Commented Stiles.
"Of course I am not acting distance Stiles." Derek tried.
"I saw you looking at yourself in the mirror. Is that what this is about?"
Derek does not say anything.
So Stiles takes that as a yes.
"Talk to me. You know I want to be involved in this with you Derek. But I cannot if you are pushing me away. I can even maybe help. Please let me try." Stiles asked.
"I know I should be happy. Seeing my tummy grow every month, showing me that our baby is growing. I just did not think my body would be changing this drastically."
"You are still attractive to me Derek. No matter how big your tummy does get, I will always find you attractive."
"Even with these Stiles?"
"What? What am I looking at? I do not see anything Derek." Stiles replied.
"These! Look, I have stretch marks!" Derek whimpered.
Stiles looks again, now he sees the few faint lines.
Stiles bends down in front of Derek's tummy, "You are so beautiful." His lips kissing each stretch marks.
"These stretch marks are your badges of honor. Wear them with pride. You happily have done your job as a parent Derek. You kept your baby safe in your tummy. And there is nothing better than knowing you were the babies supporter."
"Do you mean that? Really do you Stiles?"
Stiles kisses Derek's tummy once more "Every word. But you know what? These stretch makes are only temporary, they will fade away. And your tummy will be stretch mark free. Return to its beautiful and smooth pale of a tummy."
"They are not only on my tummy though. They have been growing against my hips too. I am getting muffin tops Stiles. My jeans are pinching into my sides even."
"You know this is all normal. Your body is no longer your own, you are housing our growing little girl."
Derek sniffles "I am tired of being pregnant though Stiles! You are so right, my body is no longer of my own. I just want my body back!"
"And you will be, but until then, your house is for our little girl."
Derek frowned "Do not think that I am unhappy, I am so very happy. I just.."
"Feel fat?"
Derek nods "And I know that I am not, I am pregnant. But I am getting fleshy. Tummy is getting an extra layer around my belly button. And look at my chin, it is growing into another chin! Double chin."
"You were always to skinny for my linking anyways Derek. I like you with this meatiness on you. More for me to cuddle with at night."
"So I am fat!" Cried Derek.
"No. You are not fat, by no means are you fat."
"I just feel like a fat blob with ugly red lines marking up my tummy, that only shows how fat I am getting! I hate being pregnant."
Stiles sighed "I will not pretend to understand how you are feeling, but, you have to know that everything you are thinking, it is not true. So yes, your tummy is getting marked up. But your tummy does not define who you are Derek. People do not care about those red lines, I know that I do not care Derek. Your tummy is perfect. I never thought I would find someone perfect as you are to carry my children with. You are everything I had ever wanted in my life. I will never stop saying how much I love you. And you know what Derek-"
"Please do not say that I am glowing Stiles." Derek warned.
"There is nothing I would not do for you, or our baby. Or our upcoming family."
"I know you would. Can we go out today Stiles?"
"Yeah. For what?"
"Lotion for rubbing on my tummy. Trying to prevent any long lasting stretch marks."
"Of course we can go out today. Though I recommended you wearing pants. That is part of the law." Stiles joked.
"Jeans are my nemeses right now. They pinch my tummy." Derek pokes his tummy.
Stiles pats his tummy next "You can wear a pair of mine, if you need to."
"I will thank you. And in think we should buy some more jeans while we are out today."
"Of course."

"Hi, how can I help you?"
"I need some lotion for my tummy."
"Yeah, of course. If you will follow me please."
Derek and Stiles follow the employee.
"Right here. Now, is your tummy itchy? Or just stretch marks now?"
"Stretch marks." Murmured Derek.
The employee pulls out a bottle.
"Right here. I recommend applying it at night. Get relaxed. And have your significant other rub your tummy. Oh, also, no need to feel embarrassed sweetie. Many couples come in looking for some lotion. You should be proud that your significant other came in with you. Your tummy must mean a lot to him. Pregnancy is a beautiful experience. Never be ashamed of your tummy, you happily show your tummy. Pregnant is not for something to try and hide sweetheart. You will find your pregnancy much more enjoyable when you realize that you should be embracing your tummy. Always smile."

Derek looks at himself. Those red lines no longer did bother him.
"I see you are all smiles now Derek."
"My tummy no longer bothers me. I am happy to be presenting my tummy."
"I am happy to see you so happy. I love you Derek, and I love our little one."
Stiles kisses Derek's neck "And I love you both too."

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