Clearly you're not lacking in the Stark ego. [Mouth twitching up into a smile, Stiles shakes his head, turning the pages beyond the halloween costumes.

For a family that can't really take pictures--at least not with flash--there are a lot of them, carefully documented. It's the side of Derek that Stiles has gotten to know beyond the terrifying wolf from the first day they met. The loving, kind of dorky, ridiculously attractive, brilliant father that he was to his two kids. By the time he reaches the end, his smile has softened, even as his eyebrows grow up at a picture of him.]

I remember this! When we took the boys to the waterpark. [He grins at the picture, folding his thumb over it, himself with his arms thrown around both Isaac and Scott, all three of them smiling like morons--his gaze falls finally on one of himself with Scott, both of them fast asleep on the couch, Scott on his chest. That makes an embarrassed flush go up to his cheeks, and he draws his gaze upwards, mouth a little open.]

When did you take that?