Sex Therapist AU

[totallynotrobin]

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.

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[burnedwolf]

"No Stiles. Your father pays me to heal you after an attack." Peter corrects him quietly. "And it's working, you can tell it too."

[totallynotrobin]

"I know it's working. But you're like...whoring out hugs." Stiles teases.

[burnedwolf]

Peter frowns a little, but his lips are pulled into a smile.

"I refuse such accusations." he snorts. "I'm just providing you comfort."

[totallynotrobin]

"I never said it was a bad thing." Stiles winks, hugging Peter a little tighter. "Thanks."

[burnedwolf]

"You're always welcome Stiles." Peter squeezes Stiles back then slowly moves to unwrap his arms. They hugged more than they should anyway.

"Then, I will give them as rewards from now on. How does that sound?" he smirks.

[totallynotrobin]

"Good," Stiles nods his agreement, blushing softly and missing Peter's arms as soon as they were gone.

[burnedwolf]

"I hoped so." Peter smiles. "I hope you will work hard for your rewards." he adds, patting Stiles' shoulder.

[totallynotrobin]

"I will," Stiles promises, nodding seriously. "I guess - it's time for me to go."

[burnedwolf]

"Yes, it is." Peter nods with a soft smile. "Please try to hug your father or Scott. That's your homework."

[totallynotrobin]

"That's a big assignment." Stiles bites his lip nervously.

[burnedwolf]

"It's something you can do, Stiles." Peter assures him softly. "It might scare you right now, but I assure you it will help you if you can do it."

[totallynotrobin]

"And if I can't, I don't get any hugs at all." Stiles frownsz

[burnedwolf]

"We might postpone them, yes." Peter nods. "So please, do your homework." he smiles, tapping Stiles' nose with the tip of his finger.

[totallynotrobin]

"I'll...try." Stiles says, though he's still clearly worried. "Alright. Sorry, I'm over time..."

[burnedwolf]

"Please." Peter smiles. "You are, but you know you're always welcome here." he adds softly. "Call me if anything happens and work hard on your homework." he says softly.

[totallynotrobin]

"I will," Stiles promises, making for the door, but with a bright smile.

[burnedwolf]

Peter stands up too and watches Stiles walk out. The he goes and bangs his head into the nearest wall for being so unprofessional with this kid.

[totallynotrobin]

Peter doesn't hear from Stiles again until he walks in for his next session.

[burnedwolf]

Which really shouldn't make Peter's skin crawl. He knows Stiles is not supposed to call him, only in emergency. And it's good that he's not calling. It means he's not that dependent on him, which is also a goal here.

But when Peter enters his office and Stiles is already sitting there he feels his chest release a kind of tension.

"Good afternoon Stiles. How are you?" Peter asks casually as he walks over to the boy.

[totallynotrobin]

"I didn't do it," Stiles blurts out, ducking his head. He couldn't help it. "I tried. I really tried. But I couldn't do it."

[burnedwolf]

Peter's eyebrow rises a little as he sits down. He takes a deep breath.

"Alright, apparently no need for warming up today." he chuckles a little. "So, tell me how it went then. Why couldn't you do it?"

[totallynotrobin]

"I just couldn't. I panicked." Stiles sighs softly. "I don't want them to see how broken I am."

[burnedwolf]

Peter sighs, rubbing his cheek.

"How would they see it from a hug?" he asks quietly.

[totallynotrobin]

"If I asked for one," Stiles stares at his feet. "I don't know. I just feel so unstable sometimes. I don't want to unravel."

[burnedwolf]

"You can just go to them and do it." Peter offers softly, watching Stiles with a bit of a sad smile. "Maybe you need to if you want to truly take the next step, Stiles. It's not a bad thing to come undone."