Evan Peters One Shots

(kit)

(Y/ns pov)

I've always been in love with kit, and i expected it to be better after he got me out of that piece of shit asylum. But, maybe it wasn't. He was privileging alma.  

"Goodnight, y/n." Kit softly says while closing my door. I don't reply, just sadly lay on my bed. I grab a couple pillows and line them up, trying to mimic a human. I tightly grab the pillows as i slightly lay on them, tears dripping down my face. I tryed my best to pretend those pillows were kit.

Eventually i hear talking, from kit and almas room. It was hard to tell what they where saying, all i got out of it was "you should comfort y/n. Shes probably lonely." Alma says. "Don't worry about her baby. Im sure shes fine." He replies. Although he was privileging her because of what she went through, and she hasn't seen him up until a month ago. It still felt like he hated me. Or i where just there to help him while in the asylum, and now his true love was back. Which would make sense, he was with her for so much longer than me.

I start to cry harder, knowing i wasn't meant to hear that and it seemed like he just wanted nothing to do with me. ~he loves her more, i was only there to comfort him in the asylum, he wants nothing to do with me, what would he do if he saw me like this, would he even care?~ I think to myself. "Kit i really think you're neglecting her." Alma says. "Im not. She understands what you when through. You deserve this. Trust me shes fine, shes strong." He replies.  "If it makes you feel better i -" all i could hear was that. It was kit but i didn't understand what else he said, it was to muffled. I hear alma say something then soon after they're door closes. I tightly grab the pillows.

Kit opens my door "hi sweetheart alma wanted me to.. are you ok? Look at me." He demands. I slowly turn towards him, tears falling from my eyes. "Sweetheart.." he says while walking towards me. He climbs on the bed and tightly grabs me from behind. I cry harder, hes never been able to genuinely snuggle me, and once alma came back he felt like she needed a lot of comfort. "Sh sh sh. Don't cry hun. I got you." He says while moving my hair out of my face. "Whats wrong?" He asks. I turn your head to look at him. "I miss you, i know... its selfish, she needs you. I just feel like you.." i started. His face looks sad. "Feel like i what?" He asks. "I feel like you don't love me, or regret taking me home. Im in the way, aren't i?" I reply. A tear falls down his face. "No no no, sweetheart. You're not in the way. I love you." He says while gently wiping my tears away. I turn around to face towards him. He grabs my cheeks and kisses my forehead. "Its okay sweetheart. Its okay.." he says while pushing my face into his chest, i grab onto him, tightly. He slowly rubs my back. "Can i sleep with you? Please?" I ask. "Of course hunny. Im so sorry, i didn't realize you where lonely.. i should have given you both equal love.." he whispers. "Its okay.. thank you.." he laughs. "You're still so shy." I laugh back. "Sorry." I mumble out. "Stop saying sorry baby." He says. I gently kiss his chest. "Come on, lets go to bed." He says while slowly moving away from my tight grip.

He makes his way off the bed, then holds his hand out. I make my way to the end of the bed. I grab his hand, he helps me up. Once i get up, he picks me up by the thighs, then tightly holds on to me. He makes his way to the other room and opens the door. "You where right." He mumbles, disappointed in himself. "Told you." Alma replys. He gently places me on the bed next to alma, then lays next to me. I wrap my arm around him, then rest my head on his chest. He plays with my hair till i fall comfortably asleep.

Anywaysss this one is short but whateva