Evan peters smut & fluff🙏

I'm sorry (Tate Langdon) - Fluff?/angst??

Tw: Self harm, skip this chapter if your sensitive to this stuff, i love youu!!

y'all both my ducks are fucking dead, idk if i'll be uploading and writing as much i'm really fucking upset rn, thanks to the people wishing me the best and sorry for how short this chapt. is

8:47pm

You picked up the blade from the bathroom counter and held the sharp side against your wrist. You pushed it into your skin and slowly slid it across, slightly wincing at the pain even though you've become quite numb to it. You teared up while staring at the blood drooling from your wound. The blade made a small clink sound as you placed it down on the counter, hearing someone behind you.

You turned around and your heart dropped as you stared at tates concerned face. "Baby, you said you'd stop." He barely spoke out with his voice breaking. He took a couple steps towards you, grabbing onto your hands. "I'm sorry, i just- i couldnt stop myself." You choked out. Tate pulled you into a hug as you started uncontrollably sobbing into his chest.

About 2 minutes later you calmed down and pulled away. "C'mon lets get you cleaned up." Tate softly spoke out as he wiped his eyes with his sweater sleeve and sniffled. You sat down on the closed toilet lid as he pulled out a med kit from under the sink. He bent down infront of you and opened a bandaid, and put it on the fresh cut.

"If you do it too, why cant i?" You randomly ask him. "I care about you more than myself, i'd rather cut myself than see you do it. I dont want you going through this stuff." Tate replys back, staring into your eyes with his warm hand gently resting on the bandaid. "I love you more than anyone, y/n. You're seriously the best thing thats ever happened to me. I dont want to see you in pain like this, it hurts me." He added on.

Tate stood up and looked down at you, smiling with his eyes slightly swelled and lips a light red from crying with you. "I love you my dear, please stop doing this to yourself." He quivered before holding gently onto your hand and helping to you to stand up. "I love you too, tate." You replied. "what do you say we just cuddle for the rest of the night?" He asked while squeezing your trembling hand. "I would like that."

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Your leg over tates, his arms wrapped around you, holding you. You snuggled into his chest, listening to his comforting heartbeat. He leaned down and kissed your head, "I love you so so much, words can't even explain it. You're the only thing that makes me happy anymore, y/n." He gently spoke out, mumbling a bit. "I love you so much too baby. I'm sorry for cutting again. i feel so guilty for making you upset too." "It's okay, i get it. i just need you to stop before you do anything worse to yourself." Tate whispered to you. "I promise i'll stop, and i mean it this time." You said before closing your eyes and slowly drifting off to sleep.