For the @sterekdrabbles prompt: wolf, conversation, grateful (bonus theme: family)
Stiles had grown accustomed to walking into his room and finding a Hale sitting on his bed. That didn’t stop him from flailing and demanding, “What? What! What do you want?” Because it had never been Peter before.
The wolf flashed blue eyes and a fanged grin at him, then had the nerve to condescendingly say, “Just a conversation, Stiles.”
Dropping his bag, Stiles crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows. “Conversation.”
“You’ve been… taking care of my nephew.” Peter paused again and Stiles braced for something creepy and euphemistic; instead, sounding like it pained him, Peter finished, “I’m grateful.”