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“We’re monitoring him, and his vitals are good. Right now it’s just a waiting game. He’ll come out of the anaesthesia when he’s ready.”
“Is he in a lot of pain?”
If Stiles had the energy, right now would be the moment his eyes fly open. He’d sit up in bed, demand an explanation. All that happens, though, is the stuttered beep of his heart monitor. He’s foggy; his limbs so heavy they feel like they’re melting into the bed. There’s a sudden scrape of a chair next to him, like the occupant stood up quickly.
“Relax, Mr Hale,” the woman’s voice says soothingly. “That’s perfectly normal. In fact, it’s a really good sign – patients regaining coherency tend to have unconscious reactions to their loved ones’ voices.”
There’s a long beat of silence, in which Stiles thinks Derek is going to correct her. We’re not like that anymore. It’s not that simple.
Instead, he says. “Okay. Good, that’s— Can he hear me?”
“Probably not in a way he can understand. Just… an awareness right now. You can talk to him, though, if you like. Sometimes the silence gets to people.”
“No, I— Quiet is okay.”
There’s the scrape of a pen on paper, and a click. “He’s lucky to have you here for him. Waking up alone after major surgery isn’t fun. “
Derek doesn’t look at the menu. He doesn’t ask for a cup of water. He doesn’t even get his wallet out. He just raises his eyebrows at Stiles, turns around, and leaves.
Stiles stands there at the counter, staring after Derek even when he’s long out of sight, frozen in shock directly on the spot, like Derek somehow sucked the life clean out of him. Because, and correct him if he’s fucking wrong – but it sounded like…
for dontgobrienmyheart. who wanted. “chibi sterek with stiles handing derek a heart shaped box of dog treats while looking highly pleased with himself and derek obviously annoyed but enamored anyway”
Bonus: Stiles had this custom cookie in his backpack as a backup present if Derek got too offended by the dog treats. ~