It’s a real blow to his ego that he’s got to hire a nanny but Derek’s honestly at his wits end. He’d thought that he could handle work and taking care of Hope at the same time but…
Here he is, interviewing nannies - each one less inept than the others. Well, that’s unfair actually, Derek muses as he rocks Hope in her bouncer while he waits for the next candidate to come in. A few of them have been more than experienced. But they were a little too strict for his liking.
"Is it too much to ask for someone who knows what they’re doing but aren’t too sloppy or too strict?" He mutters to the baby. Hope continues to gnaw on his keychain, chubby fingers wet with spit. He’s going to need a replacement for that now. Oh well.
The next candidate knocks on the door, which earns them politeness points in Derek’s book. And a few more when they wait for Derek to say, “Come in.”
Derek’s surprised to see a man step into his office. He looks young, probably around 25, must be around Derek’s height and is… a bit of a pretty boy. Derek’s already chalking him up to ‘Probably doesn’t know what to do with a kid’ as the man walks up to him.
He’s surprised when instead of taking a seat, the man crouches down in front of Hope and smiles at her. “Hi there!” His voice is high with good cheer and warmth. “What’s your name?”
"Hope." Derek replies for her.
The man grins at the blonde baby’s confused blinking, “It’s nice to meet you, Hope! My name is Stiles.” Stiles? Really? That’s a name now? There’s a hand suddenly extended towards him, right under his nose actually.
Derek takes a second to process it before accepting it on automatic. He gets a firm handshake before Stiles sits down across from him. “Thanks for calling.” The man begins, “Most people don’t really give male nannies a chance.”
If he’s completely honest, Derek had thought that the unpronounceable name was of a woman rather than a man. He doesn’t admit that however, holding his hand out instead. “Resume.”
Stiles immediately pulls a crisp A4 paper out, handing it over to Derek. “I used to work with my best friend, we had our own business and everything. But he got married so that was the end of that.” He lends half an ear to Stiles’ explanation, more intent on going over the text.
There’s not a lot of experience, especially when Derek compares with some of the other candidates, but Derek can’t help but think of the way Stiles’ attention had gone to Hope before him. The other candidates hadn’t paid the baby much attention in the first place.
"Do you think you’re the right person for the job?" Derek asks, looking up at Stiles.
Stiles nods immediately. “Absolutely! I love kids and I love taking care of them! My mom used to have this home day care thing when I was little so I’ve been taking care of babies since I was like, 9!”
The way the man explains himself is filled with energy and passion. you’d have to be blind to miss it. Derek muses that while this man might not have fancy training or certificates to his name, he’s got a lot more heart and love than a lot of the other candidates.
He makes it a point to put Stiles’ resume on the side, the only one really from the pile who Derek thinks might be worthy and capable of looking after his only daughter.