yourboyfriend one shots (reader x peter)

one shot: goth peter expresses how he feels about you

A/N: he's telling some girl about you because he's scared you won't like him back.

Edit: Y/N HAS SHE/THEY PRONOUNS IN THIS ONE SHOT THATS WHY IT ALTERNATES JEEZ

Moaning and banging came from inside of Peter's room. You can hear some girl screaming his name as he grunts. The sounds of screaming and moaning become louder and louder until they stop. Just for a moment or so the room has gone quiet.

Peter pulls himself off the girl he was sleeping with. His face was flushed lightly from the exercise and he rubbed the sweat of his forehead. He stood up and walked over to a pile of clothes in the corner of his room, grabbing a towel to clean himself off. The girl on the bed looked up at him as he threw her the towel.

"Jeez, thanks." She rolled her eyes. His frown deepened, annoyed at her comment. Peter pulled his zipper up om his pants and walked towards his coat hanging on his desk chair. Inside the pocket was his phone. He stared at the screen seeing if he had any new notifications. None.

The girl on the bed sat up after cleaning herself up. She pulled her shirt back on and lite a cigarette. Smoking she scanned the room while Peter stared hopelessly at his phone. The girl saw a picture of y/n on the wall by his bed. "Hey, do you have a girl friend or something?" She asked casually. Peter turned looking at her confused. "No?"

The girl turned and pointed at the picture while letting a trail of smoke escape her lips. "Who's the girl then? Your sister?" She asks. Peter mumbled under his breath angrily "it's none of your business who they are.." He walked over taking the picture down and gently putting it in his back pocket.

The girl rolled her eyes again "they're kinda hot." She commented. This made Peter's jealousy spike. He turned looking at her with deep hate in his eyes. "What did you say." He demanded to know. The girl giggled "see I knew you were into her.

Peter just grunted and ran his fingers through his hair. "Get out." He said gesturing towards the door. She nodded her head "alright, but I can help you, you know." Peter's glare didn't change at all.

"I'm someone you don't know and you'll probably never see me again, if you want to talk about it without anyone knowing I'm your best choice." She was right of course. Peter despised talking about how he felt or even acknowledging his feelings. However he was out of ideas on how to handle this situation. He pressed his hands over his face.

"Ugh I can't believe I'm going to do this." He mumbled. The girl stopped packing her things and looked up at him "so you do want my help." Peter sighed heavily "yeah, I guess." The girl smiled brightly. "Whats there name?" She asked him. "Y/n" Peter told her with a small smile and a light blush flowing across his cheeks.

She nodded "tell me about them" Peter tried to look down since he was smiling like an idiot thinking about you. "Well, I mean they're really nice. I think about how beautiful they are all the time. I love everything about them and I want to make them mine. They literally drive me crazy but.." Peter stopped his smile fadding into a sad frown. "I dont think they'd ever like me.."

The girl looked at him she felt bad for him. "Listen I dont know your girl or anything like that but you'll never know if you don't try." She advised him. "Why would she like a freak like me? Shes perfect." Peter grumbled under this breath. The girl shook her head. "It's always the same with you boys. You think we might reject you so you don't even try. Put it this way Peter either you try and get rejected or you don't get close at all." He looked away crossing his arms. "What im saying is: the consequences of asking her out or not are the same, she isn't yours. But at least if you try there's a chance she might like you back."

Peter dug his nails into his arms. He wanted to protest but he knew she was right. The girl finished her cigarette and got up again. She began grabbing her bag and other things. "I dont want to tell you what to do, mostly because I know you won't listen. But if I were you I'd stop sleeping around and try to ask her out." She began walking towards the door. Peter just stood in silence glaring at the ground. She was about to walk out when she heard Peter mumble something to her.