When. That promise made Derek duck his head as he smiled shyly, pleased with the idea of more kids. And he wasn't the only one blushing, Stiles' cheeks were a vibrant red as they grinned at each other like a couple of idiots. And then he had his arms full of his mate when he pressed closer to ramble against his lips. He chose well but he wasn't thinking of the crew, he was more thinking because of his choice of partner because obviously it was the best choice he had ever made.

"You find it hot whenever I talk in another language," Derek chuckled, though he had to admit he took great pleasure in speaking Spanish, the way it would fall from his lips because he was as used to it as speaking English. He was pretty sure Stiles would find it hot even when he made up words as long as he could spend his time listening to the Hale speak. Slipping his hands around the human's waist, he pulled him closer to steal a kiss as well.

"Correction. I find it hot whenever you talk in general. Regardless of the language. But when you do that on a foreign one, it's extra hot in my opinion," Stiles grinned back right before that kiss he got and very much welcomed.

The idea of blessing the rooms with having sex was... fitting from them. And Derek was glad Stiles agreed to not do this room because their werewolf daughter had a strong nose, as had been proven when she had eaten half a bag of M&Ms that had been hidden by Stiles for Derek. Though she had gotten used to the scent of sex because there was only so much they could do to keep it clean from a very curious toddler who would run into the bedroom at the most inopportune moments. "I think there's one you'd like to start with then," a teasing grin tugged at his lips. "Go look outside." Sex in a greenhouse should be interesting.

"Oh, really? You pique my interest, Mr. Hale..." Stiles raised a brow once they pulled apart enough for him to take Derek's hand again. That restless energy around the druid intensified again from the teasing grin and tone. "I knew you were hiding something from me!" he said triumphant while starting to pull Derek out of the room and down towards the further end of the narrow hallway with a door that led to the roof garden and the newly constructed greenhouse for the future plants Stiles will grow. It was a must for antidotes, potions, balms and even spells for protection, healing and occasionally for attacks too.

In the last months Stiles had been using all his free time when he didn't have to tend to a blinded, mostly insane mate or deal with their family, to learn as much as possible. Both from Deaton and the books he had lent and Stiles additionally got from secondhand bookstores or ordered from trustworthy sites. Well, aside from the growing digital collection on his laptop, Stiles was going to need his own bookshelves too because his library was growing steadily thanks to his studies. At least no one could accuse him of not trying to be a prepared emissary and mate. (In Derek's half-teasing opinion also a 'pack mom'.) There was also a smaller room in the back of the greenhouse he couldn't wait to furnish as his personal workshop. His very own space where he could close out the world and everyone to work and study in peace. That was the only thing that was a bit difficult with all of them living in the crowded Stilinski house and having a brain that tended to get distracted easily.

But it was in arm's reach now, quite literally, and Stiles was excited to see their already mostly finished plans for real now, not just on paper. So far everything exceeded his expectations so he opened the door to the roof garden holding his breath.

The greenhouse still needed to be planted, but the rest Derek had secretly bought to make sure it would be an oasis of green already. When money wasn't an issue, it certainly opened up doors to buy precious herbs already growing. It had been Stiles' ideas he had used, and of course he had help of a professional gardener to make sure all the green had the right dirt and placement so they wouldn't die within the year. This was going to be their personal garden and it was important to the wolf as well to have greens around him. The Hale house had been right in the middle of the preserve, surrounded by trees.

The reason why he had bought this building was because it wasn't in a crowded area, it was in the industrial part of town so there was enough privacy but they weren't cut off from the town. This was important to both of them and Derek had poured everything in it. Which meant he was almost nervous to show his mate who was so eagerly stepping outside. Of course Derek hadn't told him just how far it had come, to the human it was still just a roof.

Now it was a garden and he had a feeling they'd be spending a lot of time here with the entire family. It was safe for pets, not as much for werewolf toddlers so they were going to have to keep an eye on her until she was old enough not to want to climb over walls she wasn't allowed to. Derek carefully looked at his mate's face, so he could see his full reaction. It maybe wasn't a proposal yet but it was the biggest engagement gift he could give, a green heart for them.

Stiles knew that he was being watched by Derek, but the second he stepped out onto the roof, he immediately understood why his mate felt kinda nervous. And the amber eyes widened as his jaw dropped from shock. The garden was nearly done, everywhere he looked he saw green and life instead of concrete.

"Derek..." he choked out, taking a few steps ahead to see it better, his eyes jumping from one plant to the other, mapping out things as fast as his shocked brain could process. The bushes and small trees in pots, the glass structure of the greenhouse and even a sitting area with a roof and more plants over it where they could sit out to relax if they wanted... He could already see himself reading his books there or working out some new spell or helping Beth with her homework when she gets bigger or just lounging with Derek after a long day...

The irregular heartbeat was back as he blinked and swallowed hard a few times. It felt like stepping into a completely different world with wonderful vibes because of all the life around them. Stiles went to a lavender bush and gently touched the lightly swaying plant's fragrant small flowers.

"You did all this for us... for me..." he whispered hoarsely and amazed as he finally turned back towards his mate, a few happy teardrops sliding down on his face. He knew that even if they all were going to enjoy the roof garden, it was first of all a gift from Derek to him. "No one ever... did something so huge for me... I love it so much!" he sniffed and laughed a bit embarrassed by his tears. He made an attempt to wipe them off with the sleeve of his red hoodie, but only more ran down on his flushed cheeks. He wasn't sure he deserved something so huge, but he was over the moon from it. Even if standing there in the middle of the garden, he suddenly felt so lost inside from such a big gesture of Derek's love. Because he knew it was that. His mate's way to express just how much he loved and appreciated Stiles. (Perhaps also his way of thanking him for sticking around and tending Derek in the last few months instead of bailing out like many would have done.) And it shook the human to the core – hence the seemingly endless happy tears.

He wanted to run over to Derek and jump up into his arms for an epic kiss, but he couldn't move. His sneakers seemed to be rooted to the spot as he stared at his amazing man with a smile and tears stubbornly rolling down his face.

The sight of Stiles' eyes widening as he took everything in was worth all the hard work. And Derek was so relieved he could see the reaction and not only feel it. He could hear the rapid heartbeat while the human's head swiveled everywhere, attempting to see it all even though there was too much to take it all in so soon. Stiles realized though why Derek had done this, he had done it all for his mate. The moment he had seen all the drawings and plans for the roof garden, the Hale had realized it hadn't just been about growing the needed herbs. If that had been the case, a greenhouse and some planters would have been enough. But no, Stiles had wanted this oasis of green and had gotten so much written down that it was easy for Derek and the gardener to realize the fantasy.

Whatever the reason was to get into gardening, because there was this emotional connection to it, Stiles had thrown himself into it so much that Derek suspected that maybe Claudia had been into gardening. The suspicion only deepened as he watched the younger man roam around, touching a few plants reverently while silent tears spilled from his eyes as if a faucet had been turned on. When Stiles Stilinski went all quiet like this, then Derek would pay extra attention. The human was loud, never stopped talking so when there was silence, the wolf listened.

"I did it for you," he confirmed as he stepped closer to the frozen man who was watching him as if he was the biggest and best he had ever seen. Heart eyes. "Because I love you."

The Hale reached out the brush some of the wetness from his mate's cheeks with his thumbs. He was a man of few words, small gestures, usually. Sometimes though, a big gesture was needed. Saying I love you was easy, showing the love was a lot harder and in all this time, Stiles had to take a lot of drama. Their start together had been shaky at best, but instead of leaving, Stiles had stayed. So the big gesture had been needed, to make him feel at home in the large apartment building.

It was clear to see that the human was still rendered speechless. Derek was starting to get good at doing that to him, but he didn't mind this time at all. Stiles just placed his hands on Derek's wrists while his tears were being wiped off and looked up at the man in front of him as if he was Stiles' whole world. In that moment it was exactly how he felt. He worked hard for Derek to feel comfortable enough to express his feelings and love because the Hale wasn't that kind of a man. So Stiles wasn't used to such grand gestures from him. But he loved this one to bits.

"I'm so fucking moved..." he admitted a bit hoarsely and sniffed. "Thank you so much! Even with the bonds you have no idea how much this really means to me," he swallowed hard and finally threw himself between the strong arms, hugging Derek painfully tight. "I love it! It's perfect!" he sniffed into the other's neck, his heart beating like crazy still. "Thank you for loving me. I love you too... so much that it sometimes hurts," Stiles added as he tried to pull himself together a bit.

And finally he pulled back enough to kiss Derek on the lips. It was deep and full of his emotions. Not that Derek wouldn't feel those through their bonds, but he wanted him to feel just how much he appreciated all this and how much he really loved his mate. Because there was an urge or maybe doubt in him which always made Stiles think that the way he says and shows it was never enough.

Well, maybe not all of the emotions were transparent through their bond but they were visible with the tears and the way the voice cut off and how emotional the human got. Wrapping his arms around his mate tightly, Derek pressed him close to give him the hug he deserved and Derek rarely initiated. There was still so much to learn, but at least the human was patient enough to know it was going to take time with everything that had happened.

"I think Little Red won't mind living in a loft now with a garden to roam in." It was big enough to hide in even, and it might attract birds to hunt. Kissing away the drying tears, Derek grinned at the suspiciously quiet human who had once again been rendered speechless. Derek should record the times that happened because they were rare events. "Go look around before you take me to experience IKEA."

Honestly, he wouldn't mind staying right here and not get the IKEA experience at all, avoid the hordes of people and let their pale faces catch some spring sun. But their house was going to need furniture or they weren't able to move in. And apparently Stiles didn't believe in online shopping because 'Couches need to be tested, Derek.' And Stiles wouldn't be Stiles if he hadn't done some online researching to see what IKEA all had and what he wanted. Pillows and a large carpet and plants, stuff for the kitchen because Derek owned three pans in total. Which was a shame for both of them since they loved to cook.

"I agree. She'll love it up here. Just as much as our daughter," Stiles agreed, beaming up at Derek before stealing another kiss and forcing himself to untangle from the tight hug. He was quite reluctant about it, but just like the weather, Stiles' moods could change fast too and that excitement from earlier was back full force from the opportunity to take a better look around and from going to IKEA. He loved that place and loved their meatballs even more. He'll so have to make Derek eat some. Maybe then if he liked the food, he'd be more willing to go the other times Stiles was planning on dragging him along for more shopping there.

"You really outdid yourself with this garden. Have you had help?" he asked when he was already walking along the plants, stopping by each. They were planted like they should be and were all the ones he wrote on a list when he was planning what he'd want up here. His by then more sensitive nose also managed to pick up on a few faint yet familiar flowery scents and they mingled nicely, giving a relaxing smell to the garden.

Continuing his exploration, he stopped near one of the raised plank walls and tore off two light green leaves just to lift it to his nose and take a sniff. "Mom loved nature. She used to have this little garden in the backyard and taught me the basics of gardening since I was small. She grew tomatoes, some beans, peas and cucumber too and had a nice flower garden as well. She used to have a patch of mint too which she'd put in our lemonade or we'd eat freshly picked while gardening," he said, putting one of the leaves into his mouth to chew on it and offered the other to Derek in case he wanted to try it. "Did you know that it's good for the stomach, stops the hiccups and also stimulates one's memory?" he smiled softly, clearly a bit lost in his memories. Maybe now Derek would understand why Stiles was extra happy about this garden. It reminded him of his late mother and some very fond childhood memories.

"I had help from a gardener because I had no clue about plants and planting them." Derek didn't grow up with gardens, their garden had been the forest and in New York they didn't even have a balcony, only the stairs in case of fire. There hadn't even been their own vegetable garden when growing up because nobody had time for that. Ingredients came from the local market, his mother hadn't been home enough to do much cooking. Aunt Felicia who hadn't been a real aunt had done much of the cooking as well as his grandmother. Whom had taught Derek all about cooking when he was a boy.

Crossing his arms, Derek watched Stiles roaming around, touching more plants, checking their soil with a critical eye, stopping at the herb section. So it was something related to Claudia, he had thought as much and he glanced somewhere past Stiles with a smile, she had done well with him. And he was really glad his instinct about the garden had been right. Taking the offered mint leaf, he rubbed it between his fingers briefly. He knew how to cook with it, to make tea with it but not about the other uses. "Maybe I should drink mint tea daily then." For the memory problems since of course the rest didn't bother him that much.

"We can grow vegetables in the communal garden. Or you can because I have no idea how." Didn't seem all that complicated but looks could be deceiving. Derek liked fresh products though, had a real liking to vegetables despite being American. And meat of course, meat was important too. However they were not going to have their own farm animals to butcher, that wouldn't go over well with Beth and Stiles because they'd get attached to the animals and give them names and protest about putting them down. The meat came in packages these days.

Pulling Stiles close, he kissed him on the forehead, sensing the nostalgic mood. "Come on. Let's give your ideas to Jorge so we can buy a store empty."

"Yes! I'd like to try growing our own vegetables at some point. I liked the taste better and tending to them with my mom wasn't that hard. Or at least I remember it that way. I'll have to dive into studying how to grow them properly, though. It's been a long time," he smiled fondly from those memories and gave Derek a half-hug and a peck into the bushy beard for the forehead kiss. "And mint tea might be good for you, yes. Plus it's tasty and refreshing. In lemonade too," he agreed.

"Oh, hey, wait, I still have to take a look at the greenhouse and my work room!" he protested and pulled Derek with him by his warm hand.

The glass door led into a simple green house with a path in the middle and around two long empty boxes on a platform so he wouldn't have to lean down or crouch each time he was tending to the more delicate herbs and wolfsbane strands. The rich soil was still in bags which would go into the boxes. The sprinkler system was already installed too.

Stiles looked and acted like a little boy on Christmas morning. He ran to everything to look at and touch in awe and happiness. "Hm... I was wondering... Won't the presence and scent of the wolfsbane irritate you in case you have to cross over here to get to me in the work room?" he asked with a light frown. He read it that how severe a reaction to wolfsbane can be depended on the wolf. Some would feel sick just from its scent. Others could be around the plants with only a little discomfort, but that was more the result of the knowledge that it was poisonous to wolves. Stiles never really stopped to think about how that might be for Derek.

Sure, he had seen him poisoned by it, seen Derek light up the wolfsbane-laced gunpowder to rub it into his bullet wounds and remembered that there was a wolfsbane at Laura's grave, but Stiles never actually saw Derek around the living plants.

"I don't want to accidentally poison you with the spores or something!" he said with big amber eyes and some worry as realization had hit him.

"It depends on the strain." Some were not as potent when in flower form, like the purple wolfsbane but once dried and made into powder? Very strong sleeping agent, it wouldn't kill nor harm much but potent enough to knock out an alpha werewolf and keep him out for a while, as Peter had proven when he had used it on Derek through Lydia. "The one I used for Laura? It hurts the hands but when wearing gloves it was fine. It's the one Lydia used to drug me and all of you."

Yellow wolfsbane was worse, also more lethal when it got into the body. There were many strains, something Stiles was going to have to learn but they were best kept locked in this greenhouse so a very young beta like their daughter wouldn't get her hands on anything.

"Inhaling spores would be bad, not always lethal but bad. Without a wound, burning it out of the body." And if it was bad for Derek, it would be lethal for Beth. Not that wolfsbane would be good for humans, it was volatile and poisonous. Unfortunately it was a preferred method to get a werewolf and they weren't always lucky to know what kind it was and to get a bullet. So having it growing nearby to treat the poison would be able to save lives in the future.

"We should lock the greenhouse to make sure no werewolf or animal could decide to get a taste. Buy some masks and gloves to make sure. And you need to shower after handling them to avoid getting spores to the werewolves." It wouldn't be dangerous with the right precautions, Derek wasn't worried. And he knew the strains of aconite and how to counteract them, should Stiles not know.

"I've had all strains in my body. I don't think there was a more sensitive reaction to any of them. I might even have a bit of a build up against them with how often I had to use it on myself and how often others used it on me." Stiles had nothing to worry about.

"Plus you've got stronger with being mated to me and having a small pack again," Stiles nodded and drummed his fingertips against his lips, clearly thinking while mapping out everything in the greenhouse. "Yes, I'll make sure to do this the safe way. I was going to keep the greenhouse locked and line it with wards and perhaps mountain ash too to keep the plants and my workshop safe both from humans and supernatural creatures," he hummed, already walking towards the back room to check that out too.

It might lock Beth and everyone out – including Derek – but it was something needed to be done. Plus it was going to be Stiles' private space. Like the forest for Derek when he went on runs and to check his territory. That was something Stiles rarely accompanied him to, both because he wanted his mate to have some alone time and also because he'd only slow him down. The need for some real privacy and space was something they both respected when it came to the other. And for that Stiles loved Derek even more.

The workshop wasn't too spacey by any means, but there was a lot of light from the glass roof of the greenhouse. It had real walls though, a big floor-to-roof empty bookshelf, lockable wooden cabinets with empty glass bottles in every sizes and there were two large wooden tables by one of the walls, their top resembling a kitchen counter top to be easier to keep it clean. There was also a small sink and fridge in one of the corners and two wooden stools to sit down while working.

Stiles had another one of his huge smiles on his face as he looked around, opening and closing every door and drawer, already planning on where to put his growing collection of books and potions and balms.

Derek didn't even mind the idea of the little glass house warded from him since it was Stiles' space and he'd only do it to keep it a safe room for everybody, not because he wanted to keep secrets. Warding it with mountain ash would keep Beth out for sure and a lock would keep the animals out.

"I was thinking of training with mountain ash because I was able to touch it to destroy my eyes in my bout of insanity so there's potential there." It would actually be a big advantage if he was able to get through mountain ash since many hunters used that to trap wolves.

"That's a good idea. I was surprised that you managed to touch the ash in the first place. We should definitely get more into such a practice for you. It can come handy when there's a need for you to break a line for some reason," Stiles agreed with his mate. It was something he's been thinking about too but forgot to bring up during all the things that were going on lately.

The greenery wasn't big but Derek had used the part of the roof which was solid enough to make a garden on, the rest had to remain as it was. If Stiles would be running out of space, they could always build a greenhouse on the ground floor garden with the non-lethal herbs. But he was going to let Stiles handle that, who seemed to be very happy with it so maybe he didn't mind the limited space.

"Any balms and remedies you finished can also be moved to whatever room you want to use to treat injured wolves." Derek wasn't even sure if they were going to have the building filled up with pack but he didn't want them all in this garden. It would also be quicker to get an injured body into a room on the ground floor. Plenty of space. Besides a communal living room and library, the plans for the ground floor hadn't been finalized. It wasn't something he worried about at the moment.

"Oh, I'll use this space more like storage when it comes to remedies and healing stuff. The majority will be more at hand wherever we'll decide to set up a room for the injured to treat," he agreed once again. It was not decided yet, but it was definitely in their minds and plans to make such healing sessions as quick as possible. "I'll also have to teach you which works on what kind of injuries or sicknesses."

"This is just like I imagined too!" he exclaimed, this time doing the running to Derek to jump up in his arms, long limbs going around his mate's waist and neck. "Thank you! I love you even more for this! It's perfect!" he giggled before kissing his mate again. "I'll sooooo enjoy consecrating this room with you!" he grinned at him mischievously.

The wolf watched as Stiles peeked everywhere, even though it was clear all the cabinets were empty. Maybe he was checking the space and already planning in his head what went where, Stiles was good at the mental lists. And then he had his arms full of an eager mate who had pretty much jumped into them, making Derek huff out a startled laugh. "We should do that soon before you start planting. Wolfsbane on my ass won't be a pretty sight."

And probably when the workers weren't there because that would be very awkward otherwise. Planting a kiss on those grinning lips, the Hale shook his head amused. "Come on, we should get going or we'll have a home without furniture." Who knows when the next crisis will happen? There never was much time for this so they should make use of it now that they could.

Stiles snorted from that mental image of Derek having wolfsbane stuck to his ass. It'd be also painful for the wolf. "Okay fine, we'll do it before that, I promise," he playfully bit his mate's bottom lip, tugging on it a few times before releasing it. "And we'll also have to have sex on those very comfortable looking couches outside..." he added kissing Derek again. It was one of those days when it was difficult for Stiles to keep his hands and mouth to himself around his mate, it seemed. But with a sigh he finally gave in. "Okay, fine... Let's get going... But you'll have to carry me to the door that leads inside. I insist!" he grinned then dived down to scent and kiss Derek's stubbly neck, not minding it tickling his cute nose.

Considering the fact that usually Derek was the one getting injured, he didn't know if it was needed for him to learn what worked on what but sharing knowledge would be a good idea so both of the Alpha pair knew what they were doing if one of them was incapacitated. Or when Stiles was too hands on to be able to concentrate. Like now. Now Derek was mostly tempted to send the workers home and take their time to have sex everywhere they wanted to. His mate was tempting and unfortunately the human knew it all too well what kind of an effect he had on the Hale.

"I'm not going to let you tempt me into staying here," he grumbled as his hands went under Stiles to keep him up. They had stuff to buy, there was no way he could offer Beth an empty home because they had been too busy being horny little teens having sex all over the place. They could be responsible parents and teens at the same time.

Keeping Stiles as he was, Derek carried him over to the door and then put him down because he didn't want to get wolf whistles from the workers if they would get downstairs like this. The men had been surprisingly open to having to work for two gays. It didn't seem like they cared all that much. Derek certainly never got any negative feelings when he was around them.

"Pretty sure you should take the stairs yourself or this is going to be a trip to the ER." The stair opening with the circular stairs was too narrow to jump down from, unfortunately. He wasn't too fond of stairs and would prefer to avoid them if he could and these? They were a menace put there to force him to take all the steps.

"Jorge, nos vamos a comprar muebles!" The wolf called out to the older man when he spotted them and the man laughed, giving an exuberant little wave.

"¡Bien! Esta casa está demasiado vacía, ningún hombre debería vivir así."

Derek didn't know if he should be insulted or give into the truth of that statement. He had lived like this for a while, probably too long. So he shrugged instead and swatted Stiles on the ass to get him going.

Stiles giggled from that slap on his ass and turned a bit red. It was better than his previous pouting after not being able to entice Derek into engaging into some dirty time on the roof. But he was right, they had to get going if they wanted to actually get some furniture shopping done that day. Though... the fact that Derek just talked in Spanish wasn't helping.

If the elevator worked, Stiles would've pressed Derek against its wall for a serious kissing session while it descended with them onto the ground floor. Instead they had to take the stairs down again and even Stiles knew that any attempt for such a descent would also make them end up in the ER. So instead he opted to talk.

"What did you just say to Jorge? It sounded so sexy. I have no idea what you said, but it was hot. Made me want to climb you again in front of everyone," he chuckled as they left another landing and continued their way down. "Oh and we'll have to do it here on the stairway too, you know! This is part of the building as well. We cannot leave this place out either!" he chuckled before jumping off from the last two stairs to the next landing. Of course he nearly lost his balance, but put out a hand to stop himself from staggering against the wall. Not that the clumsiness was anything new for either of them.

"I told him we were going furniture shopping and he said the house was too empty and no man should live like this. It wouldn't be funny if he'd know I lived like that," Derek chuckled, shaking his head when his mate nearly face planted on the landing of the third floor. The stumble echoed into the hallway and the emptiness of the entire floor. Unused old apartments greeting the sound by throwing it right back.

Right, doing it here on the stairs while Stiles barely could jump down two steps seemed like asking for trouble. Maybe they should do it on the last steps all the way down so it wouldn't be turning into Derek carrying Stiles to the car and having to explain to Melissa and Noah what they were doing when Stiles had decided to fall down the stairs. Again. Maybe they should bubble-wrap the human or put plush against the walls and on the floors, soft cushioned carpet. Not that it would help, Stiles could get himself injured in an empty room, it was a gift of his.

But this time they managed to get to the car unscathed, mostly. There was probably a bruise somewhere on the younger man from his stumble. And of course Derek opted to drive because after all this time, it was a huge relief to be able to drive in his own car again now that he had his sight back. So he took every chance he got to get behind the wheel, especially now when the nearest IKEA was a two hour drive. Might have been better to take the jeep but since they were never going to fit a couch into any car, their stuff had to be delivered anyways and it had to be delivered when the workers were done so a few weeks from now. Might as well dish out the money to get everything delivered.

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