The Bite (Sterek/Stackson/Steter)(boyxboy)

Chapter 4

The smell of fresh fruit hit his senses.
Stiles had finally gotten around to going grocery shopping, all the cabinets were empty.

Grabbing a shopping cart, he started to walk towards the fresh fruit, picking strawberries, apples, lemons; anything he would need.

Stopping in the frozen food aisle, Stiles was just grabbing frozen egg-rolls when his phone rang.
"Hello?"

On the other side of the store, Peter caught Stiles scent. Quickly making his way over to where the delicious smell was coming from, he stopped at the corner of the aisle; making Stiles unable to see him.

"Stiles, Its Mark."
Stiles gasped and a smile appeared on his face.
"Mark! Hows everything going?"
On the other end of the line Mark laughed.
"Its going good, worry wort."
"Thats great," Stiles exclaimed," But why are you calling?"
Mark was silent for a moment.
"I heard about what happened and was wondering if you wanted me to come down for awhile?"
Stiles sucked in a sharp breathe and bit his lip.
"That would be great, I really need some company right now after everything that has happened."
"Ive already booked my flight, we have a lot to talk about. Just remember Stiles, Im always here."
Stiles sighed deeply.
"I know."
Stiles hung up and walked down the aisle, the conversation having dampened his mood.
He was ready to go home and sleep the day away.

Peter was having a hard time containing his snarls. His mate was talking to another man, possibly his lover.
Peter stormed out of the grocery store, intent on talking to Jackson and Derek.

••••••••••••

Back at the loft Jackson and Derek were playing Go Fish.

"Do you have any ones?" Derek asked.
Jackson looked down at his hand of cards and snickered.
"Go fish."
Derek groaned, picking up another card adding to his already large hand.
The doors slammed open and Peter stalked in.

"Woah!" Jackson said. "Something seems a little fishy."
Derek groaned at his 'pun'.
Peter slammed his fist down on the kitchen counter.
"Stiles' lover is coming to visit him!"
Derek roared.
"WHAT?"
Peter snarled back at him.
"He has a lover!"
Jackson stood calmly and spoke.
"We don't know if it's his lover. Scott talked to him yesterday, we can just go visit him and see what he knows."

•••
Scott was awoken to a pounding on his door.
Groggily getting up, he went to open his door and saw Jackson, Peter and Derek.
Derek shoved Scott out of the way.
"What did Stiles say to you yesterday?"
"Anything about a lover?" Peter added.
Scott scratched the back of his head.
"What ate you guys talking about? I didn't talk to Stiles yesterday."
Jackson snarled and slammed Scott up against the wall by his throat.
"This is the shit that made him leave in the first place you fucking dick! Get your shit together before volunteering to help others."

Scott nodded quickly, his face had turned blue from lack of air.
Jackson snarled at him and stomped out of the house.

They had no way of knowing if Stiles had a lover or not.