I've read this jumping in from links you had left on your other story, "[Les pions sont l'âme des échecs]" (edited, as goes the quote). I've enjoyed all 3 of them, how you are exploring Stiles's thoughts on being a werewolf, and his relationship with Derek and Peter. I loved that Derek said no here, and how you wrote him perceiving Stiles as too young, while Peter has completely other concerns.

Your attention to giving little details, such as "Peter leaned his head back against the railing - throat exposed", "the boy’s scuffed sneakers on the burnt wood" work wonders for me. I'm a visual person and this really builds up the context and scene for me. I'm loving your universe here, especially the Peter/Stiles interraction ahah but mostly just because I ship it strongest. Thank you for sharing these ficclets!