Heroes Reader Inserts

Peter Petrelli

Your boyfriend, Peter Petrelli, was starting to worry you. He had become very distant lately, shutting himself out. You'd try to ask him what's wrong, but he'd just shrug and say nothing was wrong. You knew much better.

Peter sat in his room, a plate on the night stand. A half eaten sandwich, that looked like it hadn't been touched in a while, lay on the plate. Peter's hair was a mess, he just casually lay on the bed, reading a book.

You close the door, flipping the lock. Peter looked up, noticing your concern. "What's wrong?" He asked, setting the book down by the plate.

"You. I'm worried about you. You're so distant lately and whatever it is I want to help. You look horrible and tortured, I hate seeing you like this. What's wrong with you?" You ask, sitting on the other side of the bed by him. You swung your legs up to sit closer to him.

"Y/N," Peter started saying, taking your hand in his. "It's or something I can really tell you. I will, but if you tell someone I could be killed. Or you. Or the entire city. Possible even the world."

"I won't tell anyone, I just want to help you." You tell him, unaware of what you were about to learn.

"I understand if you want to break up with me after this." Peter said, standing up. It took a couple seconds, but then Peter was levitating. Off the ground, no strings attached, levitating.

"Peter." You mumble amazed. His feet touched the floor again and he sat back down on the bed.

"If you don't want to stay with me, that's fine. Just save me the heartbreak and walk out without a speech." Peter mumbled, laying back down on the bed.

"Why would I do that?" You ask him, putting your hand on his chest. You leaned in and kissed him, both of you completely still.

"My powers. Most people wouldn't want to deal with someone like me." Peter mumbled, pulling you closer to kiss him.

"I don't mind. I think it's great." You tell him, sitting up. "Out of curiosity, what else can you do?"

"Lots, but I don't want to explain them all now." Peter told you, a wide smile on his face.

"That's okay." You say, kissing him again. Your boyfriend could fly and he had other powers. One of which was not something he could acquire, he just had it. The power of being smoking hot and the nicest guy you know.