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@isaacinstinct
Text: ARE YOU OK? DO YOU WANT SUPPORTIVE PRETZELS? IDK WHAT TO GET BABY DADDY TO HELP. JUST BREATH AND ... RELAX ... AND PUSH HARD .... AM I HELPING???
text: I’m fine. And I’m not pushing, oh god. Wow. I don’t know what to say to that, Stiles.
text: Sooooo you’re not freaking out? I mean, I am? And I’m not even giving birth
text: ...okay, I'm totally freaking out. Of course I am.
Text: Isaac
Allison: I'm okay with asking Melissa for help. I guess.
Allison: I mean if we have to ask anyone who knows what they're talking about, it'd be her.
Isaac: I'm sorry. I am trying to get through this baby book, I'm just afraid we'll miss something important.
Help only an alpha can provide | Derek/Isaac
Derek held the phone away from his ear when there was suddenly loud music coming from the other end of the line, and he frowned in discomfort. “That’s so loud.” The Alpha complained, holding the phone back to his ear. “Do you want me to come meet you there?”
"I don't know how parents put up with this stuff," he said, walking away from the toy display as quickly as he could. "Yeah, sure. I mean if you aren't busy."
Text: Isaac
Allison: Yeahhh. Lots and lots.
Allison: We should make a list of other things too. Make sure we know what we're doing.
Isaac: I was thinking maybe someone like Melissa would help us. Think of all the things. Is that okay with you, if we ask for help?
Help only an alpha can provide | Derek/Isaac
"You’re going to be a fantastic father whose child is going to be the luckiest child on earth." Derek said firmly, one hundred percent believing his own words as he spoke. Putting everything on the counter by the register, Derek handed over his credit card to the store clerk. "Where are you?"
Isaac mumbled something that he hoped would make Derek believe that Isaac believed what he was saying. "Um. Target." He paused at a display of baby toys, pressing a button and making a horrified face at the loud, happy music it played. "Ugh."
Text: ARE YOU OK? DO YOU WANT SUPPORTIVE PRETZELS? IDK WHAT TO GET BABY DADDY TO HELP. JUST BREATH AND ... RELAX ... AND PUSH HARD .... AM I HELPING???
text: I’m fine. And I’m not pushing, oh god. Wow. I don’t know what to say to that, Stiles.
text: Well what are you doing then? Out hunting rabbits for your growing family between work shifts? Building your baby a shrine? What???
text: What? ...Right now I'm drinking coffee?
Text: Isaac
Allison: I think I want to know.
Allison: But only if you do.
Allison: Thank you for the applesauce. And the blueberries.
Allison: You're amazing.
Allison: What did you get?
Isaac: I want to know too.
Isaac: It's not a big deal. But you're welcome.
Isaac: Mostly diapers. I mean we'll probably need soooo many diapers. Right?
Text: ARE YOU OK? DO YOU WANT SUPPORTIVE PRETZELS? IDK WHAT TO GET BABY DADDY TO HELP. JUST BREATH AND ... RELAX ... AND PUSH HARD .... AM I HELPING???
text: I'm fine. And I'm not pushing, oh god. Wow. I don't know what to say to that, Stiles.
Help only an alpha can provide | Derek/Isaac
Derek sighed deeply. “Isaac.” He said in response to that wince, balancing his phone between his shoulder and his ear as he made his way towards the check-out. “What’s wrong?”
"Nothing... nothing that isn't... you know, obvious. I'm going to be a father in a few months. My child might be... ...unique.. and I'm really not... ...Like I said, it's nothing new." Isaac continued throwing things in his cart, eventually deciding that he had about as much stuff as he could afford at that moment.
"— Sorry, what were you saying?"
"I was just asking what you wanted for lunch. Are you okay? Do you need to sit down?"
Text: Isaac
Allison: Do you think it's a boy or a girl?
Allison: Do we find out?
Allison: I mean I want a surprise.
Allison: But we can plan out more and freak out less if we know?
Allison: Totally not freaking out, obviously. Not at all.
Allison: And we're out of apple sauce. Again.
Isaac: I have no idea. And I don't really have a preference.
Isaac: I think we need to know.
Isaac: We'll already be "not" freaking about about if it's a wolf
Isaac: But I'll go with what you want? Obviously.
Isaac: I can definitely get you some applesauce. And I found some blueberries finally.
Isaac: Well, Derek told me where to find them.
Isaac: And I got some baby stuff.
15 weeks
Help only an alpha can provide | Derek/Isaac
"You still have time." Derek echoed, confirming Isaac’s statement with a nod of his head. He looked down at the clothes draped over his arm, and found himself smiling at the sight. He’d never thought he’d enjoy shopping for a baby as much as he was doing now before. "Google, the pack, books… Sources of information are endless."
"Yeah..." Isaac's shoulders drooped a little as he walked to the next aisle and saw the selection of baby wipes. He let out a quiet groan, then winced, hoping Derek didn't hear it. "I'll manage. One way or another."
Help only an alpha can provide | Derek/Isaac
Derek’s eyebrows lifted, not the least bit convinced at Isaac’s reassurance. “Uh-huh, sure.” He said, nodding as he shifted the tiny t-shirt he’d been looking at to drape it over his arm. “I’m not busy. What’s going on? Do you need anything?”
"No, no. I'm okay now. I'm just a little overwhelmed by this store. But I still have time.... I'll... I guess that's what google is for, right?" He sighed, starting to load the cart with diapers. Like Derek said, he doubted that they would go to waste if babies pooped as much as he had heard.
Help only an alpha can provide | Derek/Isaac
Derek waited patiently for Isaac to calm down. He wasn’t going to claim to know how Isaac was feeling, having never been in his position himself before, but he could imagine some of the stress the Beta had to be dealing with due to all of this. “Don’t apologise.” Derek said, the smile on his lips evident in his tone as he spoke. “Still panicking?”
"Um?... ....No. No.... I'm good." Isaac knew he wasn't that convincing, but hopefully Derek would let it go. He grabbed a cart and wheeled it back towards the rather overwhelming baby section. "Sorry. I mean, I'm not... well I am. But I'm not apologizing. ....You're probably busy, though, and..."
Help only an alpha can provide | Derek/Isaac
Derek held the phone away from his ear at the loud exclamation of his name, flinching a little and rubbing at his ear before holding the phone back to it with furrowed eyebrows. “Isaac?” He said into the phone, trying to catch the Beta’s attention, but the younger man was already rambling on at him. And Derek waited, patient as always, until Isaac sounded like he was talking himself into a panic attack. “Isaac!” He said, firmly, putting just a little bit of his Alpha tone into the name as he spoke. “Relax. Take a deep breath.” He instructed. “There’s an organic shop on the corner by the library that sells blueberries still. As for diapers, grab a pack of each, just to be safe. They’ll all be used eventually anyway.”
Isaac took a long, deep breath, then looked at the price of the diapers and blanched. "Um. Right. Okay, yeah." He spun around, looking as lost as he felt, before heading towards the front of the store to get a cart. "Sorry." He was trying not to be crazy, they still had months before the baby would arrive. But the amount of things they had to do before the baby arrived and the amount of time they realistically had to do it when they weren't working didn't actually seem that much.
Help only an alpha can provide | Derek/Isaac
Derek, for his part, wasn’t doing any of the things Isaac might have thought he was doing. Granted, he’d done them all earlier - had pulled an overnight shift, sneaked into Stiles’ place early that morning for activities that didn’t include sleeping, then used his shower, then gone to sleep. But now he was in a clothing store, standing in the middle of the baby section when his phone went off. Shifting the items draped over his arm, Derek pulled his phone out and answered the phone. “Yeah?”
"Derek!" Isaac exclaimed, practically dropping the package he had been holding in haste to press the phone more firmly against his ear. "I thought you weren't going to answer, good. I-" Yet another salesperson walked up and offered to help, and Isaac waved her off as politely as he could while juggling his items and the phone. "I need help. Allison wants blueberries and she said it wasn't a big deal but they are not in season and I have been to five stores. And then I figured I should get some diapers just in case, but there are like ten different brands and six different sizes, how am I supposed to know how much my baby will weight when it isn't even born yet? And--"
