Evan Peters Imagines and One Shots

Sinful Pleasure 18+

Haunted house attractions were not on my list of date ideas. The same couldn't relate to Kai. Kai saw the place as a perfect opportunity for me to scream into his arms while he assured me he would protect me; the thought boosted his ego more. His idea had to be the worst one yet. Our plans went from date night to escape fate. Kai and I rushed out of that creep's weird religion dungeon. One of his victims was pregnant and needed to see a doctor ASAP. Our new plans were to get us far from that living hell and get the crying woman in the back seat to a hospital.

We left the pregnant woman under the hospital's care. She could tell the cops everything that had happened when they arrived. Kai and I took off because we carried more prescriptions in our pockets than the pharmacy. Pastor Charles attacked me because my shirt smelled like a burning bush. It shocked me he couldn't tell how dilated Kai's pupils were. We were so high we thought everything was fake at first until the guy strapped to the chair overdosed; that preacher was sick. We'd seen a lot of fucked up shit, but I wasn't sure if this was something that even he could come back from. Then again, I watched my boyfriend become more insane every day. He could handle a lot of shit; he couldn't handle me refusing to talk to him from the passenger's seat though.

"Baby, I understand if you hate me right now, but just know, I had no clue," Kai declared. "I won't blame you if you want to leave me; but if you stay, things will be different this time."

Mansa Musa wouldn't have as much money as me if I got paid every time Kai told me that. The story never changed. For a few days, he would spoil me, take me out, and show me 'progress,' and when he knew I wasn't as angry anymore, he'd return to his bullshit. I knew his manipulation tactics like my social security number. We'd been dating since my senior year of college. I was a Psych major and Kai was the blueprint for someone psychologically insane.

"You said that last time, Kai, and I told you this was a dumb idea from the get-go," I fussed. "This wouldn't have happened if you would stop being such a dick and listen to me. I just wanted to have a normal date for once."

"I thought you would appreciate this more, Y/n. You always say our best date was when I took you to see Sinister 2 at the movie theater," he argued. "You like horror shit, so when he offered to invite us to a haunted mansion attraction, I took it- for you. How was I supposed to know it was real, and he was a serial killer?"

"You met him on Reddit, Kai. That should've been your first sign. I'm still surprised you're not a cult leader with how much you're on there; only psychos unironically use Reddit," I declared. "And I loved that date so much because it was the most normal one you'd taken me on. We ate popcorn and just enjoyed each other's company. I fell in love with you that night, Kai."

"Baby, I promise I'll make it up to you," he declared. "Our next date can be at the Cheesecake Factory. No cops. No drugs. I won't even ask you to wear those vibrating panties; it can be a normal one like you always ask for."

The door to leave Kai was always accessible, but I looked up to Tina Turner and, just like her, I was a fool in love. Kai knew it too. He tried to act like he was a pity option, but that narcissist knew I would never leave him. That's why he pushed every one of my buttons. He knew that even if he slammed the red one with the 'Do Not Touch' sign, I still wouldn't explode.

"Pinky promise- or I won't believe you," I requested.

Kai's mouth dropped as he tried to fake a surprised act. He knew I would accept his offer. He wasn't even a decent actor. As hot as Kai was, he could act like we'd be in Hollywood and he'd get canceled.

"I haven't broken one yet, have I?" Kai questioned.

Kai had many broken promises before. He always stuck to his word when pinkies were involved, though. Holding out my pinky, he wrapped his finger around mine. He could tell I was still angry by how tight I gripped his finger. I wanted to rip it from his hand. Kai leaned over and kissed my pinky, trying to make me loosen up by doing something cute. It worked.