It's been a while since Peter has smelled the ocean. It brought back hazy memories of summer vacations with his family and old friends he has never seen ever since the fire. He didn't even remember them.

Though, this beach was different. Peter deliberately tried to find a place they had never visited with his family, and he didn't want to go in the summer. Spring break was fine. Spring had a different smell, even on the beach. Now it will have the smell of the memories with his mate.

Peter was standing on the porch of the house they have rented for this trip, waiting for Stiles to carry the remaining bags from the car. He was eying the shore in the late afternoon sun. Some would say the shore was even ugly and that's why the rent was so cheap. It wasn't a popular place, it wasn't for parties and drinking, it was for... finding magical artifacts. But most importantly mermaids.

[Peter smirks as he opened the door for Stiles.]

A little early, don't you? [He teases and opens the door wider for him.] Come on in. You're lucky, the food's ready.

[Peter's been in Beacon Hills for a few weeks now, but his apartment was presentable only a few days. Since he preferred to stay for a long time this time he decided to renovate one. And of course they didn't really celebrate their reunion with Stiles yet. 

So Peter also aimed this night to be a celebration and a date. And something else. But Stiles will know in time.]