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Stitches(Derek Shepherd x reader)

Paring: Derek Shepherd x reader

Summary: after wanting to do something nice for your boyfriend Derek something goes wrong

Requested: @virtualreader

A/n: not one of my best works but I hope you like it.

It was one of those rare acation that I had the day off. When your a doctor that's rare what was even rarer was I had the day off and Derek didn't.

Derek had been pretty stressed lately, him and my sister Meredith were starting a clinical trial and it wasn't going as planned. Not knowing how his day would go I thought he deserved something special. So I got the bright idea to cook a nice dinner and we could just stay in for the night.

I know it's a running joke at the hospital that doctors can't or have time to cook. I'm one of the rare ones in our group that can. When we have gatherings I'm the one to cook if we don't get take out.

Anyway, I turned on some music, Elvis Presley to be exact and serched the kitchen for some kinda idea of what to cook, luckily I went grocery shopping at the beginning of the week so our kitchen was packed. After a bit of serching I decided on a pasta recipe that was one of his favorites.

Now usually I'd make the noodles from scratch but I didn't know how much time I had before Derek got home. Everything was going smoothly for the most part, the noodles were cooking and so was suase. While everything else was going I opened the cabinet to look for some spices. My phone rang before I could grab anything. I left the open cabinet and picked up the phone.

“hello?”

“hay, sweetheart” Derek said in a tired voice.

“what's up Doc?” I said softly.

On the other end he chuckled a bit. “I'm no my way home” my eyes widened and I looked over at the stove. Dinner wasn't even half way ready and he was in his way home.

“like... Right now?” I said kinda worried.

“yeah, got off early... You okay?” he asked kinda worried by my tone.

“oh I'm fine... See ya when you get home. Love you” I quickly said before hanging up. I rushed back to the stove and knelt down to the bottom cabinets that was next to the stove to get another pot. I quickly stood up and..

Smack!

The top of my forehead colied with top cabinet door I left oven and fell on my but in pain. As soon as my hand made contact with the wond it jerked back in pain. I looked at my finger and start to shake at the red liquid that painted my fingers.

“crap” I let out a shaky breath and slowly stood up. I grabbed a clean wash rag and ran to the bathroom. I immediately regretted looking in the mirror because the sight was horrid. I don't mind blood but I hated when I see my body leaking with it.

Pretty pathetic a doctor afraid of her own blood. I covered the cut back up applying presher. I tried to calm down and I did succeeded to some digrea but my heart rate picked up when I heard the front door open.

“y/n?” I hear Derek's voice shout. My eyes widened as I heard his foot steeps get closer and closer to our shared bathroom.

“what the hell happened?” I stood still like a deer in a pair of head lights. He eyed the now red rag and approached me in doctor mode.

“nothing I'm fine.. It's just a scratch” I said swating his hand with my free one. “It looks like more than just a scratch” he protest.

I backed away again and he gave me a look that made me sigh in defeat. “fine... Your the brain doctor after all” I said lefting the rag up.

He sighed and gently lifted me up on the counter and carefully moved my hair out of the way. He quickly discarded the bloody rag and got the first aid kit we kept under the sink.

After looking at the cut for a bit he opened the kit. “your gonna need stitches” I rolled my eyes. “Derek I'm fine”

After some back and forth I let him take care of it. He handed me with care as I silently staired at the scrubs he wore home. He never did which made me realize he was in a hurry to get home. I felt bad knowing that he was probably exhausted.

I winced a bit once the needle made contact with my skin. “I'm sorry” I mumbled. “I know this isn't exactly what you wanted to come home to”

Not moving my head I looked up at him. He smiled softly and put the needle down. He gently lifted my chin up and placed a soft kiss on my lips. “it's fine, I like taking care of you”

I smiled softly as he put a bandge on my head. He placed another kiss on my forehead and let out an airy chuckel. “your so accident prone”

I chuckled and slightly shook my head. “I am not” I smiled and wrapped my arms around her neck. “yes you are, how did you even reach it?” he said playfully making fun of my Hight.

I playfully slapped his chest. “how was your day?” I asked softly. He shrugged and placed his hands on my waist. “well it's good now” he softly pecked my lips.

“I was gonna cook you dinner but it's probably gone to waist” I sighed and gave him a frown.

He moved a stray piece of hair behind my ear. “it's okay... We can just get Chinese take out and watch a movie”

I grined up at him. “can we watch Elvis?” I smiled and playfully rolled his eyes. “sure” he was about to walk away but I grabbed his sleeve and pulled him back. I did grabie hands. “I'm injured”

He laughed and snaked his arms under my knees and picked me up bridel style. He carried me to the living room and I turned on the movie while he ordered our dinner.

The rest of the night consistent of cuddles and talks about what I missed at the hospital. I cuddled ferther into his chest. “I love you”

“I love you too”

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