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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[totallynotrobin]

"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."

[burnedwolf]

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.

[totallynotrobin]

"He kept me talking until the drugs kicked in. I told you he - he decided to take what he got."

[burnedwolf]

Peter nods, understanding Stiles' reaction a bit better now.

"When did he tell you that?" he asks.

[totallynotrobin]

"When he took me out back," Stiles says quietly.

[burnedwolf]

"And you thought the person in the store would do the same." Peter summed, still wondering if he should ask more about the incident. Maybe it would be a good time, but he was still just testing the waters.

[totallynotrobin]

"No. I knew he wouldn't. It was different. But it just…felt eerily similar.

[burnedwolf]

"So familiar that you attacked him." Peter nods.

[totallynotrobin]

"Yeah. It was just a gut reaction."

[burnedwolf]

Peter smiles a little.

"At least you didn't run." he remarks. "What do you think, Stiles, will you be able to talk about the attack?"

[totallynotrobin]

"You…you want me to talk about it?"

[burnedwolf]

"I think maybe this would be a right time to tap into it." Peter nods. "You made progress, Stiles. But this incident showed that we might have to pay attention to the attach itself. I believe this is a good time for it. What do you think?"

[totallynotrobin]

"…what do you want to know?" Stiles says slowly. He looks a little nervous, but not like he's about to bolt.

[burnedwolf]

"Stiles, this isn't an interrogation." Peter starts gently. "We are here to heal whatever the incident ruined in you. We are here for you and I want you to remember that." he speaks. "Will you?"

[totallynotrobin]

"Yeah, I…I know." Stiles says thickly, taking a deep breath. "Okay. But I need help."

[burnedwolf]

Peter sighs, his eyes are intense on the boy.

"I'm here to help, you know that." he offers. "What do you need?"

[totallynotrobin]

"I need you to ask me what you want to know." Stiles requests.

[burnedwolf]

"Very well." Peter agrees quietly. "Tell me... the beginning. What was he like? In general, what was the feeling you got from him?"

[totallynotrobin]

"He seemed nice. Normal, even. Started chatting me up, very friendly."

[burnedwolf]

Peter nods, glad that Stiles seems to go on through this.

"And you liked his attention. Did he ask you for your number?"

[totallynotrobin]

"Yeah. I didn't give it to him, though. I…played hard to get."

[burnedwolf]

"Was he angry about it?" Peter asked, leaning forward a little.

[totallynotrobin]

"No. He didn't seem to be, anyway."

[burnedwolf]

"So he was nice and chatted you up a little." Peter mutters. "When did you feel something wasn't right?"

[totallynotrobin]

"I started slurring my speech. I wasn't anywhere near drunk, and I excused myself for the bathroom."