This was one of Lukes favourite days. He aced his chemistry test. The nausea from the medicine that Deaton gave him finally passed and now he was alone in the clinic working on a homework, music blasting into his ears from his earphones while he sipped from a bag full of blood with a straw. Nodding his head into the rhythm, he didn't hear a car park outside. But he did notice the intruders when they burst through the door. He immediately noticed Stiles half carrying a man that Luke recognised from the night of the full moon. Stiles jumped when he realized he and Derek were not alone, but then he took a note of the bag of blood in the other teens hand.
"Is that blood?!" He yelled.
"Is that a dying werewolf?!" Shouted Luke back and jumped on his feet. He quickly helped Stiles with Derek.
"When the infection reaches my heart, it'll kill me." Mumbled out Derek and Luke smelled his wound.
"Is that blue monkshood?" Asked Luke when he cringed from the smell. Derek only nodded.
"'Positivity' just isn't in your vocabulary, is it?"
"If he doesn't get here with the bullet in time - Last resort."
"Which is?"
"You're gonna cut off my arm." Stiles paled.
"I can ease you from the pain. It might not slow down the bleeding, but it should keep you conscious until, I'm guessing Scott, brings the bullet. It could save your life." Said Luke as calmly as possible.
"How?!" Shouted Stiles.
"Vampire venom." Said Luke and Derek looked at him with surprise.
"You're the one who saved us from the hunters." Derek said as he looked Luke up and down.
"But isn't the vampire venom lethal?" Asked the werewolf with distrust in his eyes.
"Only on the blood moon." Explained Luke but he was met with same distrustful look as before.
"Look, if you won't receive any pain relieve now, you're gonna faint in a minute and half at max. So either you're gonna let me help you or I might as well start thinking of a place where to hide the body." Growled Luke with determined look in his eyes. Derek was silent for a few seconds, just staring at the vampire before replying.
"Fine."
Luke didn't waste any time as he quickly grabbed Dereks shirt and bit down on his injured arm just above the wound. The werewolf closed his eyes as he expected intense pain but he opened them in surprise because all he felt was slight tingle. Lucian quickly let go of Derek and went to the sink to wash his mouth out with water.
"Why wash your mouth?" Asked Stiles and Luke turned to him with raised eyebrows.
"How would you feel if it was your blood on my fangs and I would just lick it off?" Luke said with sass in voice.
"You literally have a bag of blood with a straw in it on that table." Pointed Stiles.
"Doesn't it calm you down that it's not your blood in that bag?"
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Blood Traitor//Derek Hale
Fanfic"I just want to feel human one last time. What's more human than dying?" "Loving." Luke hoped that the way he would die would be like falling asleep. It wasn't. I own nothing but Luke, his backstory and other OCs related to him. Derek Hale x Male...
