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    It's a late and Lucifer can't sleep. He heads downstairs for a nightcap and finds more than he expects.

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    Alastor likes to cook in the middle of the night and these two can't go two minutes without throwing hands.

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    "It's — growing pains. This is me getting stronger. I have evidence. I won a spar. The score is 60-1 or something but I won one. So. There."

    "... I suppose some congratulations are in order?" Peter says, half-mocking drawl.

    Stiles flips him off. Makes pathetic noises when all of his muscles protest at once.

    A fingertip grazes his and — "Wow," Stiles breathes, dazed, as his pain begins drifting away on a cotton candy cloud of childish-shiver ecstasy. "Don't stop. Do not ever stop."

    "That's quite a request. And quite a unique position to be requesting it from."

    Stiles lifts his head up - with miraculous ease - and glares at the middle-finger currently cosying up to Peter's black-veined pointer. He feels dangerously close to pouting. He doesn't want to lose the werewolf-mojo, but Peter is kind of right.

    Peter heaves a sigh before Stiles can come up with something probably stupid and says, "Would you like a massage, Stiles?"

    [And maybe this is where their love story started, or maybe it started with breaking and entering and a few pranks, or maybe it started when they first locked eyes on one another. However it started — here's how it goes.]

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    02 Feb 2026

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    Stiles has scars. He owns that, he accepts it, he's cataloged and memorized every single one, he's hyper fucking aware of them all.

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    "What do you want, Peter?" Having the more untrustworthy of the Pack getting protective weirds him the fuck out, leaves an odd fluttering in his chest, like moths, waiting perilously and suicidally to be burned.

    He doesn't like it.

    "You're injured," the man says, "and whatever it is, it's put you in enough pain that I nearly fainted when I-"

    "- Used your werewolf mojo on me without my permission?" Stiles smirks, and Peter gives him a black look, crossing a leg over his knee and smoothing out some invisible wrinkle on his pants.

    "Tell me the truth Stiles, how bad is it?"

    [Or: The one where Stiles has scars, is more than a little fucked up, and Peter notices. He helps.]

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    01 Feb 2026

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    Stiles becomes acutely aware of the weight and vibration of his voice in his throat. He knows what volume feels like, and understands the intricacies of modulating it through context clues. If his voice shakes at first, no one seems to notice much.

    Except Peter.

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    01 Feb 2026

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    “Impressive, isn’t it?” Stu adjusts his suspenders. “Two hundred kids and not a single Nick or Nicky in the bunch. Like we were just waitin’ for you.”

    or: nick meets the family

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    21 Dec 2025