Disclaimer: Teen Wolf belongs to Jeff Davies and MTV. I own nothing and I am only writing this for fun.

Warnings: None to speak of, This is fluff, plain and simple Christmas fluff. The warnings might change some in the days to come.

AN: I wanted to try my hand at writing an advent calendar type fic and so this is it. It contains fluff, fluff and more fluff. Seriously, it will be teeth rottingly sweet, you have been warned.

There will be twenty-five snippets leading up to Christmas, different pairings from Teen Wolf, some romantic and some not, all is set in the same universe though.

Oh and season 3 didn't happen here. Erica and Boyd are alive and well because I can't stand them any other way. Jackson is also still around.

Also thank you to the ever wonderful Trulywicked for helping me with the prompts for each day. I hope you will enjoy this and that it will put you in some Holiday spirit.

'TIS THE SEASON

CARDS

Stiles hummed along with Bing Crosby as he sorted through the Christmas Cards he had gotten earlier. He was good at plenty of things but making his own cards was not one of them. It was early, just December first but it was December and so it was perfectly fine to put on the Christmas music and write his cards.

He picked a card with a chubby Santa and an even chubbier reindeer on it and grinned because he knew Lydia would sniff disdainfully when she got it. Therefore it was perfect for his posh strawberry goddess; she needed some Christmas kitsch in her perfectly styled life.

He belted along with Bing about dreaming of a white Christmas as he wrote a little thing on the back of the card. He wanted there to be something personal on all his cards. Something that would make his friends know how much he cared for each and every one of them.

Stiles put Lydia's card in the finished pile and cackled to himself when he took the next card. It was actually a postcard of Godzilla, Stiles had only glued a Santa's hat on the large lizard monster to make it more Christmassy. When he'd found the card though, he knew he had to get it for Jackson, it practically screamed Jackson and even though the two of them had become close friends over the years...Stiles would never pass up such a great way of getting beneath Jackson's skin.

Bing Crosby gave way to Chuck Berry and Run, Run Rudolph and so Stiles had to pause and play some mean air guitar before continuing with his cards. He took a sip of his beer next to him on the table before pondering which one to choose next.

"Nice to see that you're still flailing like a madman when left to yourself." Derek leaned against the doorjamb, sweatpants riding low on his hips and the soft t-shirt stretched tightly across his chest.

"Shut up, you can't listen to Chuck Berry without playing air guitar, it's sacrilege." Stiles stuck his tongue out at Derek. "Now get over here and help me pick out cards." He wiggled his fingers in a come hither motion.

Rolling his eyes Derek walked across the floor. "You're insane Stiles, it's barely December yet."

"So? I like Christmas and the Holiday itself just swishes by before you can catch your breath. The more the better. More is more when it comes to Holiday cheer." He spread the cards out in front of Derek. "Which one for Scott and Allison?"

"Got one that's dripping with sugar and honey?" Derek asked with a quirked eyebrow but stepped closer to look at the cards. "This one." He pointed at a card with two lovey dovey squirrels, roasting chestnuts over a very small fire.

"I agree." Stiles grinned widely and snagged the card, placing it in front of himself so he could write on the back of it. "Admit it Growly, you are secretly a fluffmonster, aren't you?"

"I admit to nothing of the sort." Derek reached for Stiles' bottle of beer and took a swig from it. "So are you all set here?"

"Uh huh." Stiles poked his tongue out as he pondered what to write on Scott and Allison's card. "All you need to do is add your name."

"What? Why?" Derek couldn't see why that was necessary.

"Because this is the first Christmas where we are completely us living together and everything." Stiles looked up at him. "We're Stiles and Derek."

"And you call me a fluffmonster, you are the one made of fluff." Derek huffed and sat down to scratch his name onto the cards next to Stiles'. His ears were red, proving that he didn't mind nearly as much as is grumbles would make you believe.

"I love fluff and I am proud of it." Stiles nodded, a pool of warmth spreading in his belly at the sight of their names together like that. "After the years we had at first, I think we deserve some peace and fluff."

Derek nodded, he couldn't argue with that.

Stiles would never trade away those first rough years though. It had knitted them all close together and he wouldn't have the grumpy, gorgeous sourwolf next to him if those years hadn't happened.

Looking over at Derek he continued to write his cards and hum along with his music. He didn't need anything else. He had his Christmas miracle right next to him.