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“Shhh, St--” Isaac soothes, just barely stopping the name from leaving his lips again. “Shhh, it’s okay; you don’t need to be sorry; thank you for sharing what was wrong. That was really useful. And we don’t--don’t have to call you that if you don’t want that name.”
“Th--thank you,” he sniffles. “I’m so sorry; I know you both prefer it but--but--the name doesn't sound the same when you say it to me," he goes on. "And I know I'm not as good as him; I can’t be; I don't deserve his name. You don't have to waste it on me. I'm so sorry. I’ll find ways to make up for it; I swear I will.”
“We don’t expect you to be exactly like you used to be,” Isaac assures. “You don’t have to worry about that.”
“And if--if you feel like you’d rather be--be called something else, it doesn’t matter what we think,” Derek puts in. “But you’ll have a name. You’re more than just a beta to us.”
“I can--can be Damon,” he offers, and there’s no mistaking the desperate hope underneath the words, “Loyal ‘til death to you Derek--to the whole pack. I can be useful and loyal and anything you need me to be. I promise.”
“Damon’s a great name,” Derek replies.
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