5A/N: Work Au
They both rest their heads against the tree at the same time. Peter rolling his neck against the bark, while Stiles carefully leans onto his boyfriend's shoulder. "Stiles..."
"I know, no cuddling after sexy time, I get it" He leans away and finds a cleaner spot of bark to rest his head./ He hates silence. It reminds him of parents, and patience and death. Tears. It forces him to think of loved ones that have left him too soon. So he talks always to remind himself that there are people still here, waiting for him, listening.
"Christmas party's coming up!" Stiles yells into the air.
"Yes, and I'm not going to help you fill up Matt's gas tank with herbal tea, ...again"
"I plead the fifth. By the way, I wasn't talking about a prank" Stiles nudges him on the elbow. " I hoped you kinda needed a date for Friday?" He asks, his had trembling with excitement.
"That vacancy's already been filled" Peter shrugs.
"Wow, Cora got her claws into you already?" He asks wide eyed.
"No, I asked Melissa weeks ago"
"Melissa, as in my best friends mom?"
"No Melissa the stray cat that eats out of the communal bins, yes Scott's Melissa"
"Wha-….I mean, I'm not the offices' number one hottie" Stiles says pushing himself up off of the grass. "But seeing as we've been banging for that past month, I figured you'd ask me first!" He frowns as he tries to wipe the grass stains from his ass.
"I think I've given you the wrong impression"
"I think you've been leading me the fuck on?" Stiles scowls kicking some leaves with his foot. "Were you waiting for me to ask you?" He asks, pressing him gently in the head with his forefinger. Were you waiting for me to serenade you outside your window?"
"Stiles I didn't ask you for a petty singular reason"
"Well why not?"
"Because as much fun as we have in private I can't be seen, sorry I don't WANT to be see with you in public" Peter confesses, casually raking his claws against the tree.
"Cause we're in completely different departments?"
"You still don't get it. Do you? This friend with benefits arrangement means that you'll never have the benefit of being a visible partner. You're too vulgar and low rent for me to ever take seriously" Peter yawns, like they've had these conversations a million times before, but they haven't.
Stiles leans away in shock. He digs his hands in his pockets. He walks towards the end of Peter's feet and challenges him.
"You know, I was dumb enough to think that you were one of the only people at work who actually liked me" Stiles wills down the tears by pressing his nail into his thigh. He stares at the woodland ground as Peter gets up. He walks into his space and softly strokes his pale cheek.
"Sweetheart, like and respect are two entirely different worlds"
Stiles turns away from him, he plans to storm back to the office in defiance, but as usual Peter is several steps head. He's back on the pavement before Stiles can even swear under his breath.
"See you Friday" Stiles mutters.
"Likewise. It'll be fun to see you trying to channel your energy into begging people to date you. Have fun!"
He wants to slap the smirk off of the were's face, but violence can wait, well...until Friday anyway…..