totallynotrobin | 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.

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totallynotrobin

"But this is way more stress than he should have to handle," Stiles insists quietly, still staring at his glass. "It's more than just parents worrying."

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burnedwolf

Peter stays silent, but he nods. He can understand.

"It's not your fault. You can't control other people Stiles." he answers at last. "Please, understand that."

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totallynotrobin

"I know. I just..." He sighs and slumps. "I wish he didn't have to go through this."

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burnedwolf

Peter actually smiles and tilts his head.

"He said the same about you." he commented. "Stiles, if you shut him out that won't make it easier for him."

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totallynotrobin

Stiles flushes a little. "...he did?"

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burnedwolf

"I could get that from his words." Peter nods. "You two are so similar in a way." he smiles.

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totallynotrobin

"Well I just - I don't want him to look at me the way other people do."

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burnedwolf

"How do they look at you?" Peter asks quietly. He knows they were over this with Stiles a few times, but it's also a part of the therapy. Maybe something new will come up, maybe Stiles will listen to him this time. Maybe.

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totallynotrobin

"Like I'm - well, I am broken," Stiles sighs, toying with his glass.

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burnedwolf

"How do you know what they see? Or what they think when they see?" Peter asks, his gaze dropping on Stiles' fingers on the glass.

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totallynotrobin

"I can see it when they look at me. Even people that don't know what happened know that something's wrong with me."

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burnedwolf

"Why do you care what other people think, Stiles? What does it matter?" Peter asks quietly.

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totallynotrobin

"I - I don't know. I don't, really I just - I don't want my dad to look at me like that."

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burnedwolf

"Stiles." Peter starts and leans over, reaching for the boy's hand on the glass. "He loves you. You know what that means?"

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totallynotrobin

Stiles actually relaxes a little at the touch, finally looking up at Peter.

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burnedwolf

"Stiles, do you know what it means?" Peter asks again, looking at him, wanting Stiles to tell him himself.

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totallynotrobin

"He won't judge me," Stiles sighs, blowing out a gust of air.

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burnedwolf

"Exactly." Peter nods. "And you know this, right?" he asks again. "He won't judge."

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totallynotrobin

"Yeah I - I know." Stiles mumbles quietly.

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burnedwolf

"You also need to believe it." Peter smiles a little, tilting his head to see Stiles' gaze.

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totallynotrobin

The teen relaxes slightly. "Sorry. I don't know - I also don't want him to think I'm weak."

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burnedwolf

Peter just shakes his head.

"It's the same. Stiles, he loves you." he speaks, his fingers stroking Stiles' hand. "He just wants to have you back and nothing else matters. You know?"

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totallynotrobin

"I know," Stiles says softly, leaning in a little closer towards Peter. "…I do."

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burnedwolf

"I know you do." Peter chuckles a little with a sigh. Though as Stiles leans closer he stops talking for a second. His eyes drop on his lips just for a second and in any other situation Peter probably would have taken his chances. But he is on a job right now and Stiles is a patient. "I want you to tell him that." he speaks softly, swallowing to try and wet his dry throat.