Broken Pieces (sterek)

Chapter 2

** Derek's pov**
I was on my way to see Stiles and ask him to research something for me when I smelt blood. I instantly knew it was Stiles's blood and sprinted to his house and burst through his window and into his bathroom. When I saw him lying in the bathtub covered in blood with a razor in his hand and pills in the sink. I gathered him up in my arm, trying to ignore how right it felt to have him in my arms, and rushed him to hospital.
I burst through the glass doors and instantly caught the attention of many of the doctors milling around. A few of them rushed up to me and took him away leaving me standing there after the limp body on the stretcher with tears in my eyes. I waited out side Stiles room for 10 minuets trying to hold back my tears I was so worried about him I couldn't bear the though of stiles dying I have always been so hard on him but I never though he took it seriously . "You can go and see him now" the doctor told me. I scrambled to my feet and rushed into his room to see him sound asleep in his bed which brought a small smile to my face. I took the seat next to his bed and grabbed his hand trying to take the pain away. After ten minutes I fell asleep with his small, warm hand still in mine. "Derek?" Stiles's voice instantly awoke Derek from his slumber.
"What is Stiles? Is something wrong? Are you hurting? Do you want me to get the nurse?"
"No, calm down. I was just wondering what you were doing here and why are you holding my hand?"
"Oh ummmm... No I'm not." I immediately let go of his hand and but both of my hands in my lap. Stiles gave me a weird look but decided to drop it... for now. "So how did you hurt yourself?" I asked. I wanted to see if he remembered anything and if he did I wanted to see if he would tell me.
"Umm... I was in the kitchen, making lasagna, and I slipped and cut myself with the knife I was holding," he said while scratching the back of his head. I knew he was lying for several reasons: 1) he always scratches the back of his head when he was lying 2) his heartbeat picked up 3) I was there and 4) I don't need a four I have three. I sighed and decided not to push it anymore as I didn't want to hurt him. I stood up to leave and went to walk out the door. "Bye Stiles."
"Don't go. Please, I'm always alone." I turned back to him with a shocked look on my face. As soon as I saw his sad eyes, I sat back in my chair and just stayed there until he fell asleep. I was just about to leave when I heard him saying my name in his sleep. I walked closer to the bed to see if I was hearing right. "Sourwolf, please. Please i want you " i sat back down on the chair next to his bed i guessed he was sleep talking as he does that all the time but never like this .
Stiles started chanting Derek in a seductive way which made me go hard. When I saw him start feeling himself in his sleep, I couldn't look away. I was so turned on that I started rubbing myself through my jeans. I tried stopping myself but I couldn't; a nurse could burst trough them doors any second but I didn't care, I couldn't stop. When his moaning got louder, I palmed myself harder and was just about to reach my climax when Stiles woke up and I ran outside .