#derek sheperd

Always an angel

Never a God

Always an angel

Never a God

Always an angel

Never a God

Always an angel

never a god

Always an angel

never a GOD

Random aesthetics (49/?):

Derek Sheperd

Fandom: Grey's Anatomy

Pairing: Derek Shepherd x reader

Word count: 847

anon said: Omfg can you pls write a Derek shepherd x reader fic I absolutely loved ur preferences thingy and I be soft rn so I'd love some sort of fluff 🥺

A/N: hiii, love! I'm so glad you liked the preferences thank youuuu 💖 it took me a while to figure out what sort of fluff to do in this piece (is didn't turn out too long, sorry!), so I really hope you like the outcome!!! thank you for requesting 💖

“You ready to go?”

His voice startled you, since you had been sitting in silence for quite a long while now. Taking a deep breath, you cleaned the tears from your eyes in a rush, trying to calm down your unsteady nerves. “Yeah, sure”

Maybe it was the shuddering tone of your voice, or perhaps the way how you did not turn to look at him like you usually did that gave you away. Honestly, you didn’t know. But in the next second, he had sat by your side at one the hospital’s benches and one of his hands found it’s way to your cheek. “Hey, look at me” his voice was gentle, caring. It brought you comfort. You complied, and you were able to see the sadness on his own expression when he noticed you had been crying. “What happened?”

“I lost a patient today” you said, sniffing as more tears ran down your face. Slightly, you pulled away from him. “One minute he was fine and then in the next… he was gone. His little kids were in the room with him. They watched their father die” you again, cleaned the tears from your face with exasperation. “I’m sorry, Derek. After today I just… I can’t go have dinner in some fancy restaurant. I’m sorry, I know you made reservations weeks ago for us”

“Reservations don’t matter” he said, making you turn to face him with a blurry vision. Smiling sadly, he caressed your cheek again with one of his hands. His fingertips were warm and the pressure of them in your skin felt really good. Too soon the touch was gone, and Derek had gotten up. “Come on” he gave his right hand out for you to grab.

“Derek, I just said. I don’t want to go” you sniffed again, trying to push away all the memories from this horrible day.

“I am not taking you to have dinner on some fancy restaurant” he replied calmly, that confident smile still taking a hold of his lips. He opened and closed the hand he was still giving out to you, encouraging you to take it.

You sighted heavily but took it, letting him pull you up to your feet. “Where are you taking me, then?”

“You will know in due time” he got close and kissed your forehead dearly for a moment, what actually made you smile for the first time in the whole day.

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“So we are having chocolate and tequila?” you raised your eyebrows at the neuro surgeon, watching him attentively as he sat down on the grass beside you. You did love to spend time with him in his trailer and all that land that belonged to him, surrounded by nature at all sides. Made you feel… small, in a good way.

“Chocolate and tequila it is” Derek said, passing you the opened bottle when you motioned for him to do so. He chuckled while waiting for you to take a long sip of the drink, putting one of the small chocolates in his mouth.

“I’m sorry for ruining the night you had planned for us” you said with your eyes in the grass, sighting as your throat burned from the drink, a familiar sensation that made you feel good, especially after a day like that one.

“Who’s night is ruined? Mine is perfect” Derek replied with that often happy tone of his that always made you roll your eyes and put smile on your face, no matter how down you were feeling. In that moment, it wasn’t different. “I have tequila, chocolate and you. Everything I need”

You took another sip of the tequila, then placed the bottle in the grass and laid your head on his shoulder. “Don’t you also need some craniotomies to be happy?”

“Absolutely not, those are just for fun” he grabbed the bottle this time and also took a sip from it. “And of course, to stay close to you at the hospital. Because you know, I love you” as you stayed silent for too long, he moved enough to be able to look at your face and sighted when he saw you were in the verge of tears again. Derek didn’t say anything. Instead, he got up and went to sit behind you, so that you could lean your back against his chest. His arms held you tightly, in an embrace you more than needed. “I’m sorry about your patient” he whispered against your ear, placing small loving kisses on your hair and neck.

“Me too” you said, closing your eyes and trying to focus on the moment. The scent nature around. The taste of tequila in your mouth. The feeling of Derek’s touch. “I love you, Derek Shepherd”