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I prefer to think of it as being right on time.

[ To be honest, it surprised him that Peter invited him over for dinner, like a real date. The older man didn't really seem like the date night type. Not to say he's disappointed or anything, quite the opposite.

For the first time in ages Stiles milled over what to wear to dinner. It was weird. Nice, but weird. He settled on a nice pair of jeans and a deep red t-shirt.

Stiles stepped into the apartment and looked around, grinning to himself. ]

Nice digs.

Oh my, I thought you're over the age when you come early. [Peter remarks as he closes the door.

Then he walks up to Stiles, his hand slides on the small of his back in a slight possessive manner.]

It will do for now. [He says, looking Stiles over.] You look nice. [He frowns a little, though his lips are still pulled into a smirk.] Special occasion?

[ Stiles snorts at the comment. ] Oh, I think you know better by now that's not true.

[ He grins a little at the question. ] Well see, I have a date planned with this super hot guy. I thought it wouldn't hurt to put some effort into it.

[Peter chuckles, nodding.] I know, and I'm glad I do.

I'm sure he appreciates it. [Peter nods and leans over to kiss Stiles' lips.] I'll make sure not to tear the buttons when I take it off.

[He remarks and pushes Stiles over the table gently. It's set for two persons, and Peter feels strange looking at it. It has been a long time...] Have a seat, I'll get the food. Anything to drink?

[ Stiles leans into the kiss as it's given, lips moving easily against Peter's own before he pulls back, smirking a little. ] Uh huh, I suppose we'll see about that one.

[ He follows Peter's lead and sits down at the table, unable to stop the smile that spreads across his face. Peter did this for him- for them. It makes him fuzzy warm inside. ]

I don't suppose you have any wine?

Well, I said I won't tear the buttons. [Peter shrugs as he's walking past Stiles.]

[Then he throws a smirk at him.] I was actually planning to suggest wine for this meal too. It's the best for beef anyway.

[He talks casually as he retreats two glasses from the counter and takes them to the table with the bottle.] One of the best things in being free is enjoying simple things like wine.

Well how about that? I'll take a glass of your finest wine then, thank you.

[ He grins a little as he watches Peter, warm honey-brown eyes taking him in. His heart beats just a tiny bit faster. ]

[Peter pours the wine, looking at Stiles and hears the skip in his heartbeat. He smiles to himself a little, even if it's not just joy he feels.]

If you keep looking at me like that I'm going to eat you up instead of the steak.

[ Stiles lets out a small laugh, feeling embarrassed, and looks away even as his face flushes a little. ]

Well, we wouldn't want that delicious steak to go to waste.

Oh indeed. Especially that this is the first meal I provided to you. [Peter remarks with a smirk and clinks his glass to Stiles' before he takes a sip.] As a mate.

[He's confident as he says it, but it's still such a heavy word on his tongue. Though he wishes not just the word would be heavy. He puts a plate in front of Stiles with a smirk before he prepares the rest of the table, setting down more side dishes and gravy.]

[ Stiles clinks his glass with Peter's, then raises it before taking a sip.

When Peter sets down the teen's plate, Stiles reaches up and pulls Peter down into a slow kiss. ] Thank you, for providing for me.

[ Stiles kisses him again before letting go so the man can continue laying food out for them both, though he waits until Peter sits down before beginning to eat. ]

[Peter smiles into the kiss, returning it eagerly. He's glad, just like his wolf. It may seem a bit stupid, but they provided for their mate and he's happy about it in a very primal way.]

[He finally settles too to eat, keep looking at Stiles to check if he needs anything. And it's also a strange feeling. All this. Peter always thought it will be something calming, and it is. Yet he still feels like there are stones in his stomach.]

[ Oblivious to Peter's thoughts, Stiles tucks into his meal, making little pleased sounds as he eats, because it's actually really delicious. And the fact that Peter cooked for them both makes him happy.

It's pretty much the happiest he's been in a long while. ]

[Peter can't help his smile at the scent of Stiles' happiness. It's been a long time anyone was this happy for him. And for his cooking. Stiles must have really missed him.]

By the way, does anyone know? Did you tell anyone yet? [He asks quietly.] That I took you as a mate?

[ Stiles pauses in eating, fork halfway to his mouth when Peter asks. He finishes the bite, then sets his fork down to pick up his glass of wine to take a few sips before answering. ]

I told Scott, he could smell you on me. So I kind of had to? He's really not happy about it. He doesn't understand, which I get. I mean, I didn't understand his whole Allison thing, but whatever. I made him promise not to tell my dad though. Not yet, anyway. Scott's the only one that knows right now.

Mmm. [Peter nods, contemplating. It was better to think about this than how they are actual mates. Scott knowing that he is back and that he took Stiles as mate is good. For now. Question if Scott realizes what it could really mean.]

Well, I suppose not many things can be kept from the current Alpha.

Do you trust him? [Peter looks up then, reaching for his own glass.]

[ Stiles snorts at that. ] You'd be surprised. But, yeah, he knew within two seconds of seeing me that we were sleeping together.

[ He nods to the question, no hesitation in his voice or skips in his heartbeat. ]

I do. He might not be my alpha anymore [ One tiny thing he forgot to mention to Scott, and something he himself has had two years coming to terms with. ] but he's still my best friend.

Well, I made sure anyone would know that. [Peter smirks, licking his lips. But it's one thing sleeping with someone and another is to take them as mates.]

[Although, Stiles' trust in Scott is still a sensitive matter to tend to and Peter is still working on the cons and pros of keeping it or not. And Peter smiles a little, it's still overly satisfying hearing that he's Stiles' alpha.]

He wasn't really a good alpha to you anyway. If he were... many things would be different. [Peter mutters quietly.]

[ Stiles flushes at the comment but couldn't help feel a little pleased, regardless, eyes tracking Peter's mouth before looking away and going back to his meal. ]

Oh really? And how different should they be? [ He's actually quite curious to hear what Peter has to say about that topic. ]

[Peter raises an eyebrow at Stiles before he answers.]

You've never thought about it? [He asks quietly, eyes narrowing.] Or better... you've never felt it? That something's just in your reach and Scott could help you grip it?

[ Stiles has certainly thought about it, many times. He had wanted to learn how to be an emissary, perhaps even to Scott's own pack. But each time Scott had convinced him it was too dangerous, and when he had asked Deaton the vet had never said one way or the other, just that being an emissary could be dangerous.

And that was more than enough reason for Scott to say no. Scott could have helped him. But he chose not to.

Stiles lets out a little laugh. ] Well, you certainly do have a point.

[As Peter was watching Stiles thinking about it, he was slowly smiling.]

I can give that to you. I can help you. Or more like, you'd be the one helping me. [Peter said, leaning forward.] I wouldn't be satisfied if you were my mate only, Stiles.

[ He licks his lips in thought. He could have the power he's wanted to protect himself, without becoming a werewolf. He's just fine being human, thank you. He has the spark and he doesn't want to waste it.

Stiles slowly sets down his fork. ]

What would you be satisfied with, that I can give you?

[Peter is aware how his eyes must glow red as he's looking at Stiles.]

Be my emissary too. [He feels his blood boil as he says the words. Because this isn't about mates, it's about power, about being powerful. About gaining an emissary who has a spark and wouldn't need to serve the balance. Scott was blind for not seeing it and Deaton was a coward for not tending to it. But Peter will. He will show Stiles and all the others the potential the boy has.]

[ Stiles feels his pulse speed up a little as Peter's eyes go red. Truthfully he's been trying to figure out how to use his spark since going to college. After that bullshit with Theo he realized he needed an edge. And if Scott and Deaton weren't going to help him, then he'd figure it out on his own. But he doesn't have the resources like Deaton did.

Like Peter does.

It doesn't take Stiles long to reach a decision. To be an Alpha's mate and their emissary... he would have the means to protect his dad without Scott's help. ]

Okay, yes.

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