Selena Gomez in Behaving Badly
"Daddy’s kisses are magic," Talia says, crawling into Stiles’s lap and sticking her thumb in her mouth. Stiles snorts but tugs her closer and the little girl rests her tear stained cheek against his chest.
"How so, Princess?" He asks and Talia takes her thumb from her mouth and walks her fingers over Stiles’s t-shirt.
"It doesn’t hurt anymore," Talia points down at her knee, there’s a big scrape across it, but its slowly healing at Stiles watches. The healing process is slower in children, speeding up to what it is in Derek as they get older. Stiles presses a kiss to the top of Talia’s head and looks up at Derek, leaning against the door frame like some kind of Greek God. Derek shrugs a little and Stiles smiles and rolls his eyes.
"That’s because Daddy is a superhero," Stiles says and Derek lets out a small laugh.
"He is?" Talia breathes out, looking down at her knee like it holds the secret to eternal life.
"So is your dad," Stiles says and Talia looks up at him. She raises an eyebrow and looks so much like Derek in that moment that Stiles chokes down a wave of emotion. "Really, although I don’t have magic kisses."
"You have a magic mouth though," Derek mutters from the door frame and Stiles glares at him.
"I have magic tickle fingers," Stiles holds up his hands and wiggles his fingers and Talia squeals. She slips off Stiles’s lap and sprints off across the loft.
"No, Dad no, no tickles," she squeals as Stiles goes to run after her.
"Yes tickles," Stiles calls after her and Derek curls his hand around his arm and tugs him close. "You going to tell her she’ll be able to have magic kisses soon?" Stiles asks and Derek kisses him, full on the lips.
"You have magic kisses as well, you know?" Derek says.
"Why Derek, you big softie."
It was something that came very naturally to Shai and I. We have lots of similarities, but we also have enough differences which creates fire. When two people are the same it doesn’t do well for chemistry.
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“I'm in love with you, and I'm not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you.”
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