Peter and Derek planning a double date for their Stilinkskis by choosing a place that has the most caloric dishes and has space for two 400+ chubs to sit in the same booth. The Hales ply their partner with dish after dish insisting that they have to try everything on offer because it all looks so good. They pretend not to notice when both chubs try to subtly heft and maneuver their stomachs to unbutton their pants and definitely don’t make a competition of the number of stacked plates on either side of the table. Even with both Stilinskis groaning, rubbing their stomachs, and futilely trying to pull their shirts past their navel at the end of meal, the Hales agree to ask their waiter for two of every dessert.
Peter has tossed an impressive amount of cash at their waiter before Stiles and Noah have even gotten out of the parking lot. Given over his credit card and a list of off the menu that he and Derek have already picked. Because Stiles and Noah never order enough. They order a few appetizers and a main course, maybe extra sides. Not enough to properly be full, never mind stuffed. But they see the price tags on the dishes and the nicer restaurant and shy away from ordering so much. Derek knows Stiles- he can pack away a solid $100 at Burger King or KFC, and is already making the argument to Derek that it's much more cost effective! So much more food for the price! Derek tells him to stop arguing - the Hales are paying, and this is BETTER food than the junk fast food Stiles always eats. Better by higher calorie, and a bigger variety making it easier to eat more. So when the waiter comes with many, many more dishes then they order, Peter and Derek plead innocent. IT's their first time here, they just want them to try everything! If it's too much, they can take it home. Then watch in amusement as their dates lose all sense of decorum and immediately pull a plate towards them and start eating. Peter waives away their waiter taking empty plates- but does nod to keep dishes coming. He and Derek have a bet to win! It's not even that difficult- if you put food in front of them? It's quickly inhaled. Even as they start getting full, buttons undone and a hand rubbing their rapidly overstuffed guts, all it takes is "it's so good, you really need to try this" or "just finish this off for me, I hate to waste it" and Noah has had the argument so many times before - Peter hates leftovers. The wolves aren't going to be satisfied until Stiles and Noah looked wedged in the booth. Chocolate smeared on their mouths, struggling to finish up the table full of desserts. Plates piled high on either side of them- for no reason anymore except Peter and Derek love seeing their partners looking like true gluttons. The bare guts on display, the towering monuments of their gluttony....and the way Stiles and his father are both groaning. Complaining about being full, insisting they can't eat anymore, even while they still take slow mouthfuls, pushing bite after bite into their mouth like they're expecting to burst after each one. Derek declares victory when Noah has to tap out before finishing the dessert he's on, despite Peter's argument about "more rolls" for the appetizers. If Stiles didn't look ready to explode, Derek would push him to eat the last dessert, but he's already burping and panting and telling Derek he's too full to do anything tonight but needs Derek to rub his belly, because fuck, he overdid it a little. (An hour later, Derek gets a picture of Noah in the passenger seat, poor lighting except for the clear illuminate from the neon golden arches in the back, fries and an unwrapped burger clutched in his hands. Peter's message of "We win" under it)













