I woke up with a headache. Pretty normal, I look at my alarm clock.
IT'S 8 O'CLOCK, FUCK!
I get up, brush my teeth, get dressed, & rush out the door.
I run all the way to Dads Damn Diner & quickly rush to clock in.
I look at the card & heave a sigh of relief (& exhastion.) when I realize someone clocked in for me.
As I'm trying to catch my breath, I hear a voice behind me say, "Well, look who's finally here." It was TK.
I turn to face him,"*huff* well, at least i- *huff* almost made it in time, *huff* right?" I question.
"*sigh* you're almost 20 minutes late..." He says, annoyed.
[so that's how long it takes me to get ready & run to my work? I could probably get here way earlier if I can set my alarm right next time.]
Just then I lost my balance for a moment.
I catch myself from falling & look at TK.
He had a worried expression on his face.
"Eheh, I think I'm dehydrated."
"I'll get you some water!" TK said hurriedly while rushing to the kitchen.
I walked over to the wall, put on my apron & my favorite cap.
I walk away to see Tk holding a glass of water.
"Here, it's not very good, but it's water." Tk said while handing it to me.
"Thanks TK, I might still spazz out a bit but I should be okay thanks to you!"
TK blushes because because of my appreciation.
"O-oh, it was nothing!" He says nervously.
[lol so cute!]
"Awhh, are you blushing?~" I say teasingly.
Before he could answer I heard the door bell wring.
"Oh! Better get to work!" TK says getting a way out of the conversation.
I sigh & walk out to the booths.
Later...
TK allowed me to leave early before closing.
I had some uneasiness because I kept feeling that someone was watching me, but went home alone anyways.
On the way home I put my headphones on.
[If someone is gonna kidnap me I'll give them the chance to see if they do.]
I didn't play any music on my headphones so I could hear my surroundings.
I heard footsteps behind me & turned around quickly.
I held my pepper spray in a defensive position.
But no one was there...
"Holy shit I'm going crazy." I said to myself.
/YB POV:/
[So, my beloved wasn't distracted? What a smart little thing.~]
[I have to talk to them. I have to. I cant let them see me right now though... Oh my darling, we'll be together soon enough.]
/Y/N POV:/
I continue walking home while muttering to myself.
"Of course, who would have any reason to stalk me? I mean, other than killing me, there's no reason to."
"Hehe, I mean, it's not like anyone would 'Obsessively love' me."
"Lol you wish, me"
I arrive at my apartment complex.
"I do wish I was at least loved by someone who would accept my true self..."
I get to my door kinda sad & lonely. (u^ù)
I open my door to the sounds of moaning & clapping.
[Ugh, Fucking annoying.]
{I am so jealous.}
[greaaat, you're here.]
{Fuck yeah I am! Can we mast*rbate today?}
[Fuck off, & no.]
I walk to my room while arguing with myself in my head.
{BUT CAN WE AT LEAST DRESS UP BEFORE BED??}
[OMFG FINE!!]
I lock my door & strip down to nothing, I feel my chest scars & look in the mirror.
[almost done paying these off.]
I go back to what I was doing.
I grab a box from underneath my bed.
I put on the clothes that were inside the box.
I look in the mirror again.
I was wearing a large long-sleeved shirt, striped thigh high socks, & panties.
[ugh, I feel sexy but it's nothing without someone to look at me...]
I get in bed & put my body pillow behind me to pretend that it was someone spooning me which made me feel a little better.
I drifted off to sleep for the day.
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Peter (yb) x FTM!reader
FanficBruh I'm writing this in my notes for myself, but, I wanted to get a second opinion from people who I'll never meet again. (For embarrassment purposes) Also Y/n is FTM (female to male) aka trans, if you have a problem, or it doesn't suit you, you...