Stiles really did think that the very best thing about being a dragon was his ability to perfectly recall any and every one of Derek’s smiles in his hoard. It meant he got to experience the joy of any given smile as if it were the first time. He wasn’t even going to pretend like he didn’t have favourites. There were certain smiles he relived on days when he was feeling down....
Stiles’ birthday goes something like this: He wakes up and has breakfast with his dad. Goes to school. Has a small party with the pack. Turns into a dragon. He’d adamantly told his friends not to surprise him. He doesn’t much like surprises these days. So turning into a dragon wasn’t a welcome surprise. Not the worst but… Who the fuck expects to turn into a dragon on their eighteenth birthday!...
When Stiles turned eighteen he, to the surprise of everyone, turned into a dragon. He wasn’t quite a were-creature since dragons were more magic than anything else. How else could he shift mass into something significantly larger? He could definitely do partial shifts with claws and scales and such. Everyone was happy since with the scales he was very damage resistant and he healed quickly. Derek was happy for Stiles. He was....
1 Derek can honestly say that he’s the happiest he’s been since the fire. He has a draconic mate who thrives on making him happy and a pretty okay pack. There’s certainly more teasing than he thinks is strictly necessary but he bit a bunch teens who turned out to be unruly and sassy. So, basically, he turned a bunch of teens. He only has himself to blame. Being with Stiles has mellowed him out....