Eating isnt always easy

Stiles isn't eating. Peter knows why, and he'll be damned if he doesn't make sure Stiles takes care of himself. ---"I'm not letting this continue another day," Peter told him, confirming the fears Stiles had. "Why. Aren't. You. Eating."Stiles twisted around to glare at the man. "Why do you care?"The man raised a brow. "One, the constant growling of your stomach is getting really annoying," Stiles glared harder, "and two, because I like you, Stiles." He let go of Stiles' wrist, and the boy took a wary step back. "I'm sure you know, starvation is a very useful torture tactic. I just can't seem to imagine why you would want to do something like that to yourself."Stiles growled a pitiful little stupid human growl at the infuriating man. "I just... I..." Damn it, Peter. "I don't want to eat. Every time I do I feel sick."Peter watched him for a moment, then he sighed. "Alright, get your jacket on, let's go.""What? No."The man sent Stiles an incredulous look, and then grabbed him by the shirt and hauled him out to the car.