Fanfiction: Teen Wolf: Pain Reliever: Part 1
Pain Reliever
Peter/Stiles
I was writing out a prompt and instead I wrote this short little thing instead, might add more latter I’m not sure.
Peter wasn’t always such a bad guy, before the fire he used to make frequent visits to the hospital to help take some of the pain away.
Special thanks to Twisted67 for betaing.
Pain Reliever
Part 1
Peter used to make rounds at the hospital helping to take the pain way from some of the patience. One day while making his rounds he scented the most wonderful scent he'd ever come across.
He'd never experienced anything like it, it was faint covered by the over powering stench that lingered under the ammonia and bleach smell every hospital had. He tracked it up and down the halls until it lead him to a room containing two occupants. There was a boy, a sleep with his forehead pressed to his mother, her hand clasped in his own, hunched over in a chair. The mother looked tired, clearly sick, the white dressing gown the hospital provided only brining out how pale she was.
Peter watched from the door, ducking away before he could be seen, when the women turned. He lingered in the hall, because the smell, nearly covered by the rotting smell of a slow death, was impossible to leave. Eventually the boy awoke and interacted with his mother, talking with exuberance, his voice echoing down the halls.
After a long while the boy finally came out with a smile on his face and a big wave back to his mother, as soon as he was out of sight it stopped. His face fell and he looked like he would crumple at any moment. Peter didn't like it, and watched the boy leave, and with him that scent.
He walked back to the room to find the woman now asleep. He rested a hand over hers, the same one the boy had been clutching and felt warmth slide up his arm as he took her pain into himself, black moving through his veins. He didn't linger afterwards simply left heading back home to be with his pack. He returned the next day and every day after that for the next two years until the fire consumed him and his sanity.
It wasn't till he'd become alpha and his nephew was back in Beacon Hills that he discovered who that boy with the wonderful scent was, Stiles. But it took dying and coming back from the dead for him to remember he wanted to take that boys pain away.
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