Derek Hale has been suckered by the School Board into coaching the after-school pee wee lacrosse team, alongside his regular teaching duties at the high school English Department. While waiting on one of his players' parents to pick up their kid (who has been an hour late at this point), he meets Sheriff Stiles Stilinksi and gets entangled in his life of single parenting and the cut-throat world of pee wee lacrosse and helicopter parents. He'll also come to realize how much he actually loves "his kids", and will forever be grateful for his shitty teaching contract.
"I accidentally fell in love with my son's pee wee coach"
The five times that Derek Hale was impressed at Stiles' parenting skills, and the one night that Stiles realized Derek was one hell of a parent himself.
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"Sorry, kind of busy, we should catch up some time, but Coach Hale, eh? Excellent! Good to see someone nice and strong coaching the kids. Mr. Finstock never had the right stuff to push 'em," Officer Parrish said, slapping Jackson on the back. "Hey buddy, you've got the best lacrosse player in Beacon Hills history coaching you. He was his high school captain and ran us like crazy. I was one of his checking victims in practice constantly, but had a lot of fun," Parrish said, smiling.
"Cool!" Jackson said, turning back to Derek. "Did you know my Dad? He was team captain too, and was Stiles' best friend! Did you play with my dad?" he yelled excitedly.
Stiles and Parrish exchanged nervous glares, while Parrish made a clear signal across his throat to not answer that question while Jackson was looking. Stiles was far less subtle, kicking Derek under the table, to which Derek flinched painfully at.
"Jackson? Did you want some pie? Maybe Jordan will get Miss Malia to put extra whipped cream on it," Stiles said, smiling as he caught the child's attention.
"YEAH!" Jackson exclaimed, standing up in the booth while Jordan scooped him up and put him on his shoulders.
Derek watched Jackson get high fived by just about every cop in the joint, Stiles chuckling as Jordan pretended to drop him, only to get caught by another officer that had been falling behind him.
"So... You're not Jackson's father?" Derek asked curiously.
"Jackson... Jackson's actually not my biological son. I'm still waiting for the paperwork to go through on the adoption to make him my official son. In the meantime, I'm his legal guardian," Stiles explained.
Derek looked up from his coffee, raising an eyebrow in confusion.
