My head whips up as I hear a bleeping noise. I sigh as I see he's just taken it off.
I put my hands on his cheeks, kissing him softly. "Are you okay? How do you feel?" I ask. "Okay" he says.
"We should get ready for school" he gets up. "What? No, you can't go to school.. you need rest" I pull him back down. "I'm fine" he says.
I kiss his cheek a few times softly. "Stop doing that" he gently pushes me away. He looks at me. I smile. "What?" I whisper.
He kisses me hard, taking me by suprise. I grab onto his hair, our tongues fighting.
He pulls me onto his lap. "Derek! No" I pull away from him. "You need rest" I say. "No, I don't" he says. "Yes you do" I say.
"No, I need meredith" he kisses my cheek. "I'm gonna go make you some breakfast" I get up and go downstairs. He groans dramatically.
I'm in the kitchen making bacon and eggs when he wraps his arms around me from behind. "God damn it derek, bed! Now" I turn around. "I'm not tired, stop being mean to me" he whines.
"You're breathing heavy" I say. "I just walked down the stairs" he rolls his eyes.
I reach into one of the drawers in the kitchen, grabbing his spare inhaler. I give it to him. "I don't need it!" He says. I glare at him. He inhales it.
He takes a breath. "Oh, that did help actually.. thankyou" he walks away. I smile, shaking my head.
I finish cooking and put it onto a plate..I go to the living room and put it infront of him on the coffee table. "Um, honey what is that?" Carol asks. "Breakfast" I say. "Okay" she chuckles. I frown but shrug.
I grab a fork full and move it to his lips, sitting on his lap. He puts his hands on my waist and thigh, eating it.
"Is it okay?" I ask. "..yeah, it's really good" he says. I smile. Carol chuckles. "What?" I look at her. "Nothing" she smiles. I smile.
"Do either of you want food? There's more in there" I ask Carol and my mom. "No thankyou!" They both say in unison.
I feed him more. "I need a drink, can I have a drink please?" He asks. "Yes of course" I get up and go to the kitchen.
Derek's pov:
"Stop it!" I look at my mom. "What?" She asks. "Don't be mean to her.. she tried her best" I say. "I'm not being mean to her" she says. I glare at her.
"And you.. I'm not going to yell at you because you saved my life yesterday and you're.. kinda scary, but shes your daughter.. don't make laugh at her" I say. She chuckles.
I grab the plate and throw the food out the window quickly. The trash is just outside it so I landed it in there. I put the plate back down and sit down.
She walks back in. "Here you go" she passes me a glass of orange juice. "Thankyou" I smile. "Oh, did you eat it all?" She takes the plate. "Yes it was delicious" I lie. She smiles.
She leans down and kisses me softly. "Do you want anything else or are you full?" She runs her fingers through my hair. "Full" I lie. "Okay" she says.
Meredith's pov:
I go upstairs. I gasp quietly as I realise he's behind me. "I'm just getting my phone" I chuckle. He kisses my neck softly. I grab my phone. We go back downstairs.
I stand up, getting off of his lap. He stands up. "I'm going to the bathroom, you don't have to follow me" I push him back down.
"But-" he frowns. "I'll be right back" I giggle. I lean down and kiss him. I walk away, chuckling.
I walk back into the living room after and see he's laid on the couch now. "Are you okay? Tired? What's wrong?" I kneel down, putting my hand on his cheek.
"My leg hurts" he says tearfully. "Mom, why did you have to do it so hard?" I glare at her. "Oh, I'm sorry for saving your boyfriends life" she says sarcastically. I chuckle.
I sit on the floor infront of him. I kiss his lips softly. "Do you need anything?" I ask. He shakes his head. "Carol, look! He's sad" I say. "He's always sad.. he'll be okay in a few minutes" she chuckles.
A tear runs down his face. "Oh, it's okay" I kiss his head. I stand up and pull him up. He follows me upstairs.
I tuck him into bed and sit infront of him. "Come here" I hold my arms open. He moves forward so I can wrap them around his neck, hugging him tight.
We pull away slowly. I grab some paracetamol and his anxiety tablets and give him them. He takes them.
"I want to study" he says. "Okay, I'll get your books" I get up and grab a few. I pass them to him. "Thankyou" he says.
"I'll be downstairs if you need anything baby, okay?" I kiss his cheek. "Okay I love you" he says. "I love you too" I leave the room to let him study.
