𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐒𝐮𝐧 || 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

In Dauntless halls, where shadows danced,
There lived a boy, with mischief glanced.
Peter, they called him, a wicked name,
For chaos and trouble, his only aim.

With smirk so sly, and words so biting,
He mocked and taunted, pure delighting
In others' woes, a twisted game,
Except for Y/n, who saw no shame

In calling him out, her voice like steel,
"Must you be cruel? Can't you feel?"
His laughter would falter, a flicker of surprise,
In those defiant eyes.

She saw the good, buried deep inside,
The pain he hid, with arrogant pride.
He pushed her buttons, tested her might,
But her spirit burned ever so bright.

He'd trip her in hallways, with a whispered jest,
Yet catch her fall, before she hit his chest.
He'd steal her books, with a devilish grin,
But leave a note, "You dropped this, win?"

Their banter was legendary, a clash of wills,
A whirlwind of insults, and playful spills.
He'd call her "goody-two-shoes," with a roll of his eyes,
She'd retort, "At least I'm not fueled by lies."

But beneath the surface, a change began,
A softening gaze, a different plan.
He found himself drawn to her fiery grace,
Her strength and spirit, in this chaotic place.

He'd seek her out, just to hear her speak,
Her words like fire, bold and unique.
He'd watch her train, with admiration concealed,
A warrior's heart, forever revealed.

One day, amidst the training ground's fray,
He saw her stumble, fear in her way.
Without a thought, he rushed to her side,
His own safety forgotten, his heart open wide.

He fought for her, with a ferocity unknown,
Protecting her, as if she were his own.
And in that moment, their eyes truly met,
The mask he wore, forever upset.

The boy who chose evil, now saw the light,
In the eyes of the girl, who dared to fight.
And Y/n, who saw good where others saw none,
Found love blooming, beneath the Dauntless sun.

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Eventual!Peter Hayes x Reader

Partial!Enemies to lovers