Misspelling... get it? Get it?

[burnedwolf]

[Peter couldn' help smirking at he was thinking about Stiles calling him. He was trying a spell. A spell. Not a potion or something more practical, but a damn spell form the books they got from the vault. Of course, it bound to fail, but Peter had to admit Stiles had guts.

Though he also reminded himself to warn the idiot for dangerous experiments with spells.

Either way, to not to discourage the boy, Peter decided to take him on a date. He wanted to have a good steak too anyway.]

So tell me, what were you trying to achieve again?

[He asks as they get out of Stiles' jeep to walk to the restaurant.]

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[burnedwolf]

[Peter holds Stiles' hand in his, the same hand that just broke someone's wrist. He's glaring around, trying to tell these people that if they take as much as a step toward them they will regret it.

Though Peter can sense that these people are focused on Stiles and his lack of interaction is the one keeping them at bay. So far. God, the air is disgusting here.

Peter takes Stiles outside, quickly checking if there are anyone on the streets.]

Shut up and get to the car, quickly.

[causticly]

[ Stiles doesn't argue and does as told, quickly getting into the car and buckling up, then locking his door as he waits for Peter to join him. So far, no one's come out after him. Does that mean they're back to normal once they're out of the immediate area? Will they even remember what happened?

God, he has no idea, and really he just wants to get back to the safety of Peter's home. ]

[burnedwolf]

[Peter follows close by, trying to see if he has to fight with anyone tonight. Thankfully the people are too far to be affected the spell. No one is following them, so Peter hopes the spell works on sight... maybe. He needs to check the exact spell to know more.

He gets in the car after Stiles, looking at him for a moment. Then he takes the keys.]

If you don't mind, I'm driving us back to my place. [Peter starts. He needs to do something, he's trembling from tension and anger, his wolf still alert to guard his territory. They are back in his apartment in no time.]

[causticly]

[ Stiles hands his keys over instantly and stays silent the entire drive back to Peter's, making sure to keep his head down whenever they stop at a light, not daring to make eye contact with the people in the car next to them.

When they get to Peter's apartment, Stiles makes the mistake of looking up and making eye contact with one of Peter's neighbors who just exited their apartment. Thankfully they're able to get inside Peter's apartment before the woman gets close enough to touch him, and instead just gets a door slammed in their face.

Stiles stumbles away from the front door, pale and on the verge of a panic attack. He has no idea how long this will last, he doesn't think the spell said it had a timeframe. What if he can never go outside again? What if he can't see his friends or his dad? ]

[burnedwolf]

[Peter is ready to fight with anyone at this point, but he really doesn't want to move from his current place. Not until they know what's wrong with Stiles.

As Peter locks the door he hears her banging on it weakly, but leaves eventually. The wolf sighs, turning to Stiles smelling his state.]

Stiles. [He starts softly, stepping closer and holding up a hand to the boy. Peter doesn't want to be the one jump-starting an attack, but he wants to help and also make sure Stiles has his scent on him and not that other jerk's.] You're safe now. Stiles look at me...

[causticly]

[ After a moment Stiles takes Peter's hand shakily and moves into his space for comfort, looking up at him and trying to control his rapid breathing to keep from going into a full blown panic attack. ]

I'm sorry, I'm sorry Peter, I didn't- I don't know what I did wrong. I followed all the directions...

[burnedwolf]

[Pulling Stiles slowly closer, sliding his other arm around his waist Peter keeps him against his body. It calms him too a little.]

You apologized enough, Stiles. Spells are difficult to handle, they are sensitive of the user too. Some spells only can be used by certain people. [He speaks gently, stroking the boy's waist and tilts his head to look into his face.] I need to look at it too to know more. But until then I'd rather you not leave here.

[causticly]

[ Stiles presses his face into the crook of Peter's neck and inhales softly, finding Peter's spicy, earthy scent comforting. He nods in understanding, both to Peter's desire to read the book as well as Stiles staying put until the spell wears off.

If it wears off. God, he hopes so. ]

Maybe we can order in instead. And you can answer the door.... while I'm in the other room.

[burnedwolf]

[Peter pulls Stiles tightly to him, his hand coming up to stroke the back of his neck, where he was touched by a stranger. It angers Peter just by thinking about it. He should have turned them back the moment he knew something was wrong. Or first he should have checked the spell.]

It's promising you still have hunger after this scare. [He smiles a little, turning his head to kiss at Stiles' temple. Peter almost offers to go out and maybe bring the spell book too, but he doesn't want to leave Stiles alone now. Not after he was basically hunter back there. His wolf needs this too.] Oh Stiles, my sweet, what would have happened if I wasn't taking you out today? If I'm not with you when the spell acts? It was very dangerous.

[causticly]

[ He knows what would have happened, if there'd been too many people and he hadn't figured out what was wrong. It makes him shudder to think of it and he presses closer into Peter for it.

Though, despite the fact he had messed up the spell, and things had turned ugly, it doesn't deter him from wanting to learn, from wanting to hone his spark and become Peter's emissary. He'll just... need a little guidance perhaps. Maybe he'll start letting Peter look over his spell choices first so he doesn't wind up making the same mistake again, or worse. ]

I know, I'm sorry... I'm glad you were there.

[burnedwolf]

[Peter sighs, stroking Stiles' back. He didn't want to scare him more, but it's good if Stiles know the consequences of a badly cast spell. It would hurt both of them.]

It's good you want to learn, it's good you're curious. But if next time I'm not there something worse can happen, Stiles. [He speaks quietly.] I'm not saying to review all spells you want to try, but at first it may be better. Until you have experience.

Also, in my experiences, spells fade. Eventually. [He adds to calm the boy down.]

[causticly]

[ Stiles knows Peter is right, even if it hurts to hear it- his pride more than anything. The teen nods in understanding. ]

I will from now on, I promise. I really don't want something like that to happen again. I wanted to become an emissary to protect people, not hurt them or make them do something they wouldn't.

[ Now that he thought about it... ]

Why didn't the spell affect you?

[burnedwolf]

Now yes, I'm here for all those things. [Peter smirks, moving away a little to look into Stiles' face. He reaches up to stroke his cheek.]

Hmm. [He frowns thoughtful. Was he really not affected? Peter didn't feel any different with Stiles, he always wanted him.] That could depend on the spell, but I suppose... because I already found you? [He smirks again, leaning closer for a short kiss.]

I already want to have you, I don't need a spell for it.

[causticly]

[ Stiles grins at Peter's answer and leans in to return the kiss, arms coming up to circle the werewolf's neck. ]

Mm, maybe that's why you weren't affected.

[burnedwolf]

Probably.

[Peter nods, kissing the boy again. He just realizes his wolf calms down too. Knowing that his mate is safe and sound and chose them again. He was ready to kill back there for this boy. Damn it.]

Now, how about we order in, eat and then I show you how much I want you.

[causticly]

[ Stiles grins into the kiss, then nips a little at the man's lips before pulling away and licking his own. ]

I think that's a great idea.

[burnedwolf]

((ooc: shall we end it here? ))

[causticly]

((ooc: sounds good!))