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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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"I just did." Stiles is curling in on himself, closing his eyes and trying to breath.
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"Y-yeah." He shivers, trying to shake off too-vivid memories, the panic beginning to consume him.
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"I didn't want to scare you, you know." he starts. "I wanted to prove you're not in fact weak."
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"I am." Stiles refutes softly, peeling himself up from the chair. "I - I would. If you made me."
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"No I mean - " Stiles sighs and ducks his head. "It wouldn't take much."
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"No." Stiles mutters, twisting his fingers together.
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"It was worse when I fought." Stiles could rub his knuckles raw doing that.
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With a small sigh, Peter falls silent again. He wants to help this boy, he wants to know how he was before all this hell.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
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"I don't know. Do I have to?"
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"Not if you don't want to. We're at the very beginning of your treatment so it's fine for now if you tell me as much as you're comfortable with." Peter answers with a small smile. "Feeling a bit better yet?"
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"Yeah." The smile helps a little, and Stiles relaxes slowly. "O don't know. It was awful, it was dark."
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"Good." he nods reassuringly. "Of course it was awful Stiles. You've been assaulted and hurt in a delicate way." he adds quietly.
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"There was nothing delicate about it." Stiles sighs defeatedly. "I was a virgin."
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"You had no experience at all before?" he asks a little alarmed.
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Stiles shakes his head and his hands wring each other. "None at all."
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Peter sighs, rubbing his chin a bit worried. Virgins were difficult.
"We might have a hard time with your recovery then." he says with a nod. "Can you tell me about your sexuality a little? Boys or girls or both?"
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"I figured," Stiles sighs a little. "…both. I've always - yeah."
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"I'm truly sorry Stiles." Peter starts, playing a little with his pen. "But I do want to help you, please don't forget that."
"Have you ever felt uncomfortable about it?"
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"Yeah, I know." Stiles smiles softly. That's why he's here.
"Uh, kind of. My dad never knew I was...yeah. I mean, at least here it's pretty much accepted easily."
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"Good. I'm glad you're clear about that." Peter nods, smiling too.
"I noticed, yes. I met so little people from here who had problems with their sexuality indeed, but I needed to ask." Peter explained. "And your father still doesn't know? Or you just think he doesn't know?"
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((ooc: aww! But also yay for you! xD <3 I hope you have fun darling! I'll be here when you get back/if you're around ;) ))
"Both. Ish. I mean, just because my attacker was - doesn't necessarily mean I'm…"
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