Evan Peters Imagines and One Shots

Game Night Pt.5

Summer and I sat in my room while we waited for Kai and Winter to arrive. How I looked rarely mattered, but my subconscious wanted me to look perfect tonight. My biggest enemy stood on the other side of my mirror as I battled with myself on how my curls or dress looked. I had no clue why, either. Neither did Summer, who sat annoyed as she watched me criticize myself as I switched outfits and adjusted things I didn't need to.

"Jeez, Y/n, how many times will fuck with your dress? There's nothing to fix. It looks fantastic on you," she fussed.

"Are you sure? Maybe I need to change again. This dress might be a little too bland," I suggested.

"No, this is the fifth outfit, and you didn't need to change the others. Besides, how can one black dress be as less bland than another black dress? They're all black," she criticized.

"They can be entirely different. This is one silk, the last two were cotton, and the others were...," I argued.

"They are the same color. Besides, Winter just texted me and said they're almost at the door anyway, so there's no time. You won't even have it on most of the time anyway," Summer fussed.

"What do you mean by that," I questioned,

"You can act confused if you want, Y/n, but I know why you've been more eager about these game nights. It was more obvious than you think," Summer informed.

Her statement made me freeze as I looked at her in the mirror. It couldn't have been obvious. Kai and I were careful with every step. The cops hadn't even questioned anything- how could she have figured it all out before them? As she walked closer, I grabbed the scissors I kept on my vanity. Summer was my best friend, but I couldn't let anyone get in our way, especially when we were close to getting off.

"Damn. Chill, you're tensing up. I'm just trying to say that you don't have to host a game night whenever you want to mess around with Kai. We're all adults here. You could do it on the kitchen counter at noon for all I care- but bleach the counters afterward. Why are you gripping onto those scissors so hard," she acknowledged.

"Oh, I thought I saw a loose string. I want to look fantastic, you know," I lied.

She looked very concerned as she walked toward my doorway.

"We're going to get you some therapy. I'll be downstairs if you need to talk- and you sure need to," she teased.

I sighed in relief as I placed down the scissors. Kai and I were in this thing too deep. I'd gotten to the point where I'd kill my own best friend for us. For our safety- not like our relationship. It's not like we had one. If we did, it was completely platonic. Yeah. Platonic. Even after he confessed his love for me earlier, which was alarming yet sweet. I couldn't stop thinking about it afterward. But it was an in-the-moment thing. Yeah.

Everyone mingled with each other until I walked down the steps. Heads turned as all the attention was on me. Dolling myself up wasn't my norm, so I understood why everyone was so shocked. The only stare I cared about was sitting on the couch, gazing at me with his mouth hanging open. Kai could barely hold his drink as Winter had to catch it before it hit the ground. It felt like the world stopped as his eyes met mine, and all our friends seemed to disappear. The music roaring through the speaker beside me was the only thing that traveled with us to our other world. We were pulled back into reality as Winter snapped her fingers in his face.

I was about to walk over to the others when Kai made his way over to me. There was something different in the air because he looked the same, but seeing him made me nervous. I'd never noticed how beautiful his eyes were and how they complimented his skin, his hair was never as greasy as I joked about it being, and the little mole on his nose was adorable. It was... weird.