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Derek charged through the entrance, people protesting as he rushed past. Up the stairs, too impatient to wait for the elevator.
‘306…307…308….309!
He flung open the door and Derek softened his gaze. Grabbed at his love and squeezed tight.
“Derek, It’s just a broken arm, your hug is hurting me more than my arm” Stiles whispered fondly at his boyfriend.
Derek eased up but didn’t release Stiles “Sorry” he gave Stiles a soft kiss on the lips. “You scared me”
“I know, I’m sorry”
Derek cradled Stiles’ cheek “I can’t lose you too, you’re everything to me”