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"So, what brought on the attack?"Isaac asked casually as he leaned back in his spinny chair, pushing his blonde curls off of his face as he started filling out a chart for Stiles just incase he needed to go to the ER.
"H-humidity,"Stiles wheezed, coughing deeply into the mask as Derek rubbed his shoulder to calm him down.
"I don't really think talking is the best thing he can do right now, especially with his breathing the way it is,"Derek stated with a frown as he moved to sit behind Stiles, propping the teen up against his chest as he ran a gentle hand over Stiles' chest once more. "Calm down Stiles. Slow, deep, easy breaths,"he coaxed, settling his chin on the slender teen's warm shoulder, letting out a small sigh of relief when he felt Stiles calm down.
"Th-thank you,"Stiles sniffled weakly and rubbed a few tears out of his eyes before he coughed into the mask once more. "Can we head back out soon? I feel stupid for having an attack this early. You must think I'm so weak,"he mumbled softly with a deep sigh.
"No. I don't think you're weak. Stupid for not telling me about your condition maybe, but not weak. Got it? Now be quiet and finish your medicine. If Chris thinks you're fine to go back then we can head back,"Derek said firmly as he nuzzled Stiles' neck, wanting to make sure the teen was fine before he took him back out near the water.
"I didn't think you needed to know. It's not as if I have attacks often, let alone attacks that are that bad,"Stiles huffed softly behind the mask, clearly not wanting to have Derek chew him out over his stupid asthma.
"I still need to know as a precaution. Like you know about the fact I'm a werewolf incase I get too mad and change. Got it? It's to keep you safe,"Derek grumbled with a sigh, nuzzling his face back into Stiles' neck to keep the teenager calm and quiet. He listened to the buzz of the nebulizer until it started sputtering at the end of the treatment and reached a hand out to switch it off, moving out from behind Stiles.
Chris walked over and sat in a chair, taking his stethescope off of his neck before he pressed it against Stiles' back, instructing the teen to take a few deep breaths. "Okay, and I just need to check your blood pressure. Your pulse is going to be a little high due to the albuterol though, and I'm just gonna have Derek keep a closer eye on you. And I'm gonna send you back to the tower with a portable nebulizer incase this happens again. Derek knows what to do incase it happens again now, so you should be good to go back in about ten minutes or so,"he said and patted Stiles' shoulder comfortingly before he got up.
"Now, I'm off to get coffee with Peter. Isaac's gonna stay here with you and give you a quick rundown of what Stiles is allowed to do for the next few hours. Alright Derek?"Chris said before he left the infirmary.
"So, following an asthma attack, you want to keep the physical activity to a minimum just for a few hours so his body has a chance to recover and rest from the trauma it just put itself through,"Isaac explained brightly with a smile, with small hand motions. "Also, no dairy products since they can cause excessive mucus production and make him really gunky. So that means you can't come visit me at the frozen yogurt shop later when I'm working. Sorry. Anyways, that means stick to water and probably some soda with caffiene since that helps keep the airways relaxed."
"Got it. We should probably head back out soon Stiles. You feeling better now?"Derek guessed, smiling at the nod from Stiles and got to his feet, stretching his arms up with a small moan of a yawn.
Stiles swallowed weakly when he heard the sound from Derek and blushed heavily before he scrambled to his feet to head back out. "I'm ready when you are,"he smiled and stretched his arms as well before he followed Derek back outside to the jeep, hopping into the passengers seat. "Thank you for helping me back there. How'd you know how to calm someone down during an attack? It's not really common knowledge,"Stiles admitted softly as he looked over at Derek out of the corner of his eye, glad he was wearing sunglasses so he could stare at the older males abs without looking like a creep.
"Part of it is from lifeguard training. But the majority of my knowledge is because my best friend from high school was an asthmatic and I helped him through a good few attacks,"Derek explained with a casual shrug as he drove back up to their tower, helping Stiles out with a smile.
"Oh, that's cool. Scott is the only one that's ever helped me through an attack. My ex boyfriend was terrible and had no idea how to help,"Stiles laughed softly with a shrug as he followed Derek up the ramp to their tower.
"That stinks, you should always give whoever you're dating just a real quick lesson on how to operate you're inhaler,"Derek commented as he nodded a thanks to Danny and Ethan for watching their water.
"No problem. We only had to tell off one kid who wanted to use an inflatable raft. Glad you're feeling better Stiles. We'll see you two later at the bonfire tonight?"Danny commented as he retook Ethan's hand, smiling fondly up at his boyfriend.
"Yeah, sure. Sounds good,"Derek said with a flash of a smile and settled his arms on the bannister of their lifeguard tower to watch the waters.
"What bonfire?"Stiles blinked in confusion as he settled into his spot next to Derek, his own eyes scanning the water just incase.
"The one we have at the start of every summer for the new rookies. It helps us all bond as a unit. But feel free to bring a boyfriend or girlfriend if you have one,"Derek said, gritting his teeth a little at the thought of Stiles dating someone.
"I'm single. What about you? Are you bringing a girlfriend?"Stiles asked in interest with a smile to Derek.
"No. Girls don't have the right plumbing for me,"Derek stated with a small smirk to Stiles.
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