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totallynotrobin) wrote2014-05-30 03:42 pm
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Sex Therapist AU
Stiles is sure this was a terrible idea. Absolutely terrible. He's shaking as he sits, waiting, in the man's office. After everything that happened...he can't do this. He should leave. No - he isn leaving. He's going to walk out that door and -
But Stiles is frozen by fear. His nails are digging into his palm, jaw clenched. Move. Get up. Get out before he shows up. I'm sorry, Dr. Hale, I couldn't make it. Yeah. Sounds plausible.
It was a Wrong Place, Wrong Time type of thing. Actually, it was the Wrong Drink. Worst part was, it wasn't even meant for him. But when the guy figured out he'd roofie'd the wrong kid, well - might as well get something out of it, right? And for some sick reason, that made him feel worse, that he wasn't the intended target. That he was some kind of second class, even for a sick fuck like that. From there, it was all downhill.
So he's stuck in that chair, dreading the moment his new therapist opened the door.
But Stiles is frozen by fear. His nails are digging into his palm, jaw clenched. Move. Get up. Get out before he shows up. I'm sorry, Dr. Hale, I couldn't make it. Yeah. Sounds plausible.
It was a Wrong Place, Wrong Time type of thing. Actually, it was the Wrong Drink. Worst part was, it wasn't even meant for him. But when the guy figured out he'd roofie'd the wrong kid, well - might as well get something out of it, right? And for some sick reason, that made him feel worse, that he wasn't the intended target. That he was some kind of second class, even for a sick fuck like that. From there, it was all downhill.
So he's stuck in that chair, dreading the moment his new therapist opened the door.
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The Sheriff is grateful for it. Stiles just…won't talk to him, won't touch him, won't go out with Scott anymore. It's been very worrying.
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The Sheriff will think about it. Scott can never keep his mouth shut, poor kid, and he doesn't want to make this harder on Stiles. But maybe it's what he needs.
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"Hi, Peter," Stiles greets him quietly, peeking in the doorway of his office.
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"Welcome, Stiles. Just in time." he starts, closing the boy's file and placing it on the table before he sits down too. "How was your week?"
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"It was alright." Stiles moves into the room to sit down. "I…didn't go to school."
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"You didn't? Why?"
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"I didn't want to," Stiles shrugs and rubs his arm. His cheek and eye are bruised, healing over.
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"Yeah," Stiles admits, glancing up at Peter. "I just didn't want to."
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"Both, sort of." Stiles sighs, rubbing a hand over his face. "It's hard just to be around people."
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"Of course it is." he smiles a little. "But does anything bad happen in school despite the crowd?" he asks.
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"Nothing more than the usual teasing." But it hits harder now.
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"Ah, I see." Peter sighs, looking down. Stiles also suffers from low self esteem and those teasings might not help about it. "You will need to handle it with time, you know."
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"I know," Stiles shrugs again. "But I didn't have to yesterday." So it's easier.
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"Of course." Peter nods, reading his notes. Nothing new there. He sighs and looks up at Stiles. "I'd like to ask about what happened at the shop. Can you tell me again?"
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"Yeah…he just came up and started hitting on me. And I flipped a shit." Stiles looks very guilty.
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"Why exactly?" Peter asks. "What were you feeling or thinking that made you act like you did?"
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"I was just…having a flashback, almost."
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"He did something similar to your attacker?" Peter frowns a little.
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"Not really. He was just...too close, and he was smiling at me and being so nice...and yeah, I guess that's what he did."
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Peter tilts head a little, eying Stiles.
"You told me your attacker didn't want to engage with you originally. I assumed he wasn't... Well, that he wasn't actually nice with you. Not like this other person." Yes, Peter doesn't ask straight out what happened. But he's pressing for details.
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