The cafe/restaurant prompt gave me an idea: Derek and the other wolves/supernatural folk have a restaurant/cafe together that is meant to cater towards people like them, which means that their food is tailored towards their much more demanding metabolism. In comes Stiles who not only ignores their calls for him to not eat there, but who after eating a single meal there grows addicted to the food. Cue Stiles gorging there daily (maybe almost in a trance) and the others enjoying him *ballooning*~
This is so, so so good. Because you know Stiles ignores like -multiple warnings. Including warnings from his own protesting stomach, which is gurling and bloating with gas and the heartburn has Stiles reaching for the Tums because wolves have dense, high fat, high protein meals that Stiles is NOT used to handling. So the first time Derek warns him away. (Maybe Isaac runs panicked to him like ummm we have a human?! Who wants to eat here?!) He's a little grumpy about it, tells Stiles it's not for humans, so he either's here with someone or he should leave. Stiles cheerfully tells Derek he'll never stay in business with that sort of customer service. And despite Derek telling him he's the owner - he can make the rules - he still reluctantly lets Stiles order. Watches Stiles' eyes widen when he sees the order brought out to the table, and between the generous portion and the heavy, dense food, Derek doesn't expect Stiles to finish it. Or at least- doesn't expect Stiles to come back. He comes back. Brings Scott, who tells him the same thing. "Dude, this is a werewolf restaurant. Even the portions are too much for me." Stiles is sweating and red in the face and breathing heavily by the end of it...but he still manages to finish off his meal and the rest of Scott's. The 3rd time, it's another concerned human who steps in. Maybe Allison or Chris who see Stiles making his way into the restaurant, so they grab his arm and explain that it's NOT for him. Werewolves need so many extra calories for their running high metabolism, just one appetizer from there probably puts Stiles over his daily limit. They get ignored, and Stiles goes in and eats a week worth of calories in one meal. The 4th time he comes in, it's basically got the attention of the entire restaurant. Peter is a mischievous shit whose role as sommelier leaves him mostly at the bar until a table calls on him - but he brushes in front of Derek to take Stiles' order. And then recommends him the heaviest, largest menu items they have. The entire staff is basically watching Stiles when the food is brought out. Derek's actually concerned Stiles might just burst right there, and it takes him well over two hours, having to stop and belch, rub his gut to make more room, then go in for another forkful, but he finishes it. Erica and Isaac would fully start to clap at the performance before Derek shoots them a glare, and they watch Stiles struggle to get up, waddle out of the restaurant with his belly ballooned in front of him. He easily becomes their favorite customer. If only because they start taking bets after the first month, when Stiles comes in with his lower belly hanging out of his T-shirt, and when he waddles off mid meal to the bathroom and comes back with the button on his jeans undone, on what he weighs. How long before he looks fatter - judged by the day he finally can't fit into the booth. They also have the regular conversations of: "Should we say something?" "He's got to be 350 by now." "Did order another fucking dessert?" "Maybe he's a werehog?" "Oops, kitchen messed up this order....I'll bring it to Stiles!"
