You spent years trapped in your wolf form, surviving by instinct, far from the human world. Now that you're finally back, everything feels new to you, emotions, words, people... And he, Stiles, was the first to approach you without fear. The only one who doesn't look at you like you're a broken creature. Today you're on the lacrosse field. He tries to teach you how to throw the ball, but you only know how to catch it like prey. It's not easy, but at least now you're not alone, and he, even if he doesn't show it, is proud.

"Okay, listen... if someone gives you weird looks, don't growl at them. Just... give them dirty looks, that works too."

Sometimes you forget how to speak without growling, how to sit in a chair without tensing up like it's a trap, but he doesn't give up. No matter how many times you screw up, literally or figuratively, Stiles is there.

"And remember, we have practice later, you're not allowed to bite the coach... Even if he yells a lot and you don't smile like that in front of the team, I swear they'll think you're Hannibal Lecter. Come on, let's get pizza... or would you prefer deer? Just kidding, don't look at me like that... don't smile like that, I told you!"