Derek hated everyone, basically. His assistants, his security guards, his workers, everyone.

Expect one person. You. He always seemed to not have a problem with you. Mainly because you rarely saw eachother, as you worked in maintenance upstairs. He seemed to really, really like you.

Whenever you'd come into work, he'd just.. light up somehow. Nobody really seemed to notice your existence besides Derek and the maintenance workers.

You come into work, bright and early. Ripe old time of 7:30 AM. You clock in, still not fully awake. Derek was walking to the front desk. When he arrives, he orders a coffee. He sees you, and hides his grin. His favorite person!

You had slowly became friends, as he randomly started coming up to the maintenance area for some reason. Beats you. Not your monkey, not your circus.

As you clock in, rubbing your eyes, Derek smiles at the front desk lady who hands him his daily coffee. He looks at you again, and tries really hard not to smile. He just wishes he could hug you right now, but, your busy, a co-worker of yours came to talk to you about maintenance shit Derek had no idea about.