sleepyhead || peter ballard x fem reader

i'm too weak.

i woke up in peters room, or at least i thought it was. i hadn't really processed my surroundings yet. my head was rested against something quite hard. it didn't feel like the bed. i looked up, and there he was. peter had taken me into his room. i must've passed out or something. he had his had snuggled on top of mine. he was so cute when he was sleeping. i shot up, remembering about dinner. peter woke up by the feeling of sudden movement.
"hey, sweetheart," he says in his sleepy voice. he pulled me back against his chest. "you passed out in there" tears flew down his face in reaction to reminding himself of what happened. but i beat him to it, i was already crying because of the pain i was in.
"no, darling don't cry!" he says quickly.
"peter, pull my gown up."
"what? bu-"
"just do it."
he does what i say, a little reluctantly. he stares at the bruises and cuts. he must've been let out half-way through punishment or something. i was bleeding like hell. i look up at peter. he's sobbing into his pillow, trying not to look at the scars from other punishments, bruises and bleeding cuts. i quickly pull my gown back down and release the pillow from his face.
"i'm okay, look!" i said. "i can still walk at least!" i stand up, trying to walk, but i instantly fall back down and bang my head. ouch.
"FUCK!" i scream, crying into my hands on the floor. peter gets off the bed and picks me up and puts me back into his bed. he lays both of us down, his head on mine, my head on his chest. this is just the sort of thing i needed right now. peter quickly runs to get some ice for my wounds.
"i'm sorry. this is all my fault. i should've just done it then you wouldn't have gotten as hurt," he says, sobbing as he comes back with the ice and lays back down and puts my head in the right position. he puts the ice on a few of my cuts then hands it to me. "i'm too weak, i'm so dumb! i should've just fucking done it!" he screams, smacking his head on the wall as hard as he could. Ai used the stuff i'd learnt here, powers, to shoot him back into our cute position.
"you're not dumb, peter. you just didn't want to put me through pain, and i understand. you don't have to be ashamed-" he looks away so i use my powers to make him face me and i put my hands underneath his chin, making him look me in my eyes. "look at me, peter. nothing is wrong with you. youre not weak, you're peter. and everything you do inspires me. so really, in my eyes, you're perfect." i say. i stand up and say, "i'm going to dinner." i try to walk and fall down again, causing my head to bleed.
"FOR FUCK'S SAKE!" i scream, and immediately start crying on the floor again. peter picks me up and takes me to my room.
"stay here. ill be back" he runs out the room. the next thing i know, he's coming back with 2 plates full of food and 2 packets of crisps. one for me, one for him. "i hope you like chicken, this is the staff food."
"thankyou so much peter! i love you." i say, stuffing my face like an animal. not long after i finish, i fall asleep in peters arms.
"goodnight, sleepyhead." he whispers into my ear.