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Peter Kavinsky x Reader

Request: Peter Kavinsky imagine? Maybe where she’s dating Peter but before they dated she use to self harm. One night they’re kinda getting hot and heavy then he sees her scars and it’s just pure fluff from there?

(<3 Thank you for the request! Sorry if this isn’t what you wanted and it took so long)

Warnings: Self Harm. Degrading. Be careful with this. Fluff.

Summary: Peter makes you forget the world around you, even the past that you didn’t want him to see.

Word Count: <1k

// Please do not harm yourself. It will get better. If you need someone to talk to, My inbox is always open <33 //

Before meeting Peter, you were in a dark place. Your father had passed away and with that, it caused the dominoes to fall for your family. Your mother had become void, she didn’t even feel like family anymore. Your mind had been crawling with demons and it got worse every day. Those whispers through your mind;

‘You’re not good enough.’

‘No-one even cares.’

‘They’re lying to you.’

As bad as you wanted to stay strong, those words eventually got to you. One night it got brutally bad, that you let those demons consume you. You wanted a release, something that they had said you had deserved; Pain. You wanted to turn back but those devilish monsters your mind had created, tormented you to your very own destruction. The razor sharp blades swept across your skin, red oozing from the break you had caused. From that night on, you had spent too many nights on the dirty bathroom floor with a blade in hand; blood flowing out.

That all changed the day you met Peter Kavinsky. Once you had met Peter, your whole world changed.  Those nights spent crying and causing pain to yourself transformed into, nights lying on your bed feeling giddy and happily chatting to Peter until you both fell asleep. Those monsters that were taunting you had disappeared and left your mind feeling light and free. Of course, it didn’t happen in an instant but the day that you were introduced to Peter, your cuts began dwindling. The day you kissed Peter was the day you had been a month clean, and the day you started dating was the day that threw away the key for those dark thoughts. Your cuts faded, the ones on your wrists were not visible anymore but there were still a couple of light scars on your thighs. He made your darkness disappear and had brought his sunshine.

~

It was now your one year anniversary and you had spent the whole day together, like the cheesy couple you both were. The two of you were sat on Peter’s couch; his mother and brother being gone for the night. The pair of you decided to end off the night with just a movie marathon and cuddles, a simple way to just be in each others presence.

A couple of movies later and the two of you began becoming restless, the film on the screen in front became uninteresting. You look to your side to admire the profile of your boyfriend, it was quite dark but you could never spot a flaw in any lighting. Peter probably felt the staring eyes on the side of his face as he turned to look at you.

“What are you looking at?” Peter asked in a light tone, obviously messing around.

“The most gorgeous person in the world.” You replied while swinging a leg over him, now straddling Peter.

“So you’re looking at yourself?” Your dork of a boyfriend responded, placing his hands on your hips.

A flush of heat crawled up to your cheeks, barely visible in the rooms dim lighting. You leaned forward to give Peter a light peck on the lips, but before you could pull away too far Peter pulled you closer. You raised an eyebrow as Peter’s hands played with the hem of your pajama shorts. You lifted yourself higher; onto your knees which allowed your boyfriends wandering hands to roam even lower. You leaned down now just brushing your lips lightly against his before Peter leaned upwards pressing his lips onto yours completely. Your hips grinded down on Peters lap unintentionally but created a pleasure, you both didn’t know you needed. Mouths locking into place with each other, hands roaming each others body. Peters hands sliding up your thighs, your shorts riding up exposing more skin. All of a sudden Peter halted all his actions, slowly pulling his lips away. A wave of confusion hit you, did you do something wrong?

“What’s wrong?” you cautiously ask, not knowing what just caused him to stop instantly.

Peter didn’t answer and just continued to rub the skin on your upper thighs. You finally remembered as you went to look at the flesh that you caused scars to all those months ago.

“Oh.” Was all you could mutter before trying to move away from Peter, but once again before you could even go anywhere Peter held you close.

“You didn’t tell me anything.” Were the first things he said, fingertips still tracing over the scarred skin.

“It’s not something I’m proud of.” You respond avoiding any eye contact.

“And I stopped before we even started dating.” You continued slowly lifting your head to see his reaction

“You should never feel the need to do this ever.” Peter says strongly, staring deep into your eyes.

You only just nodded as a response, and as weird as it sounds you felt a weight lifted off your shoulders. You then leaned down and placed your head on his chest, Peter placing a light kiss on your head.

“You’re always going to have me, don’t forget that.” Peter says quietly, fingers playing with your hair.

Chris Brown, ‘Who’s Gonna (Nobody)’

Mijo.

I had just finished my work for today with Black Pyramid when I got a text from Chris saying meet him at the crib. After grabbing some food, I headed over to his house. “Yoo” I yelled through the house as I looked around.

“Uncle Mi!” I heard my Sa’mai yelled in excitement as she ran up to me.

“Munchkin” I smiled scooping her in my arms, carrying her to the living room where Chris sat watching cartoons. “Sup bro” I shook his hand, before sitting next to him. He looked focused and confused, like something heavy was on his mind but he couldn’t explain it.

“You need to talk with Sabrina” he mumbled.

“What? No the fuc-“

“Yes the fuck you do!” he snapped. “Nigga this shit almost cost me my marriage, I’ve been lying to my wife for weeks now and I got this ugly motherfucker lying saying I’m fooling’ with Sabrina because I’m helping her out”

“Wait … why you helping her?”

“She’s the mother of my niece and she didn’t move back here, she only came back so you could spend time with Alana which you haven’t done. I just pay the hotel bill”

“Nobody asked you to though”

I should learn how to shut up sometimes, Chris snapped.

“Nigga that’s family, Sabrina always been family! You forgot? Nigga yall both made Alana, not just her. You acting like she wants you, nigga she don’t and never did. She just wants Alana to know her father; you lucky she hasn’t to you to court; you acting like a real bitch right now bro, for real” he yelled smacking my hat off my head and storming to the kitchen.

I took a deep breath, letting his words sink in and he was right. Sabrina doesn’t deserve this and neither does Alana. Back in the day I had the biggest crush on Sabrina, she was so close to our family because her mom was like my aunt. I, she and Chris all grew up together. We didn’t start fooling around until high school, we took each other virginities. After the first time we agreed to stay friends but to keep having sex as a secret, she only told her best friend and I only told Chris.

Before she left to Texas we had a long time and expressed how much we cared for one another but only as friends, she even knew about my feelings for Jaz and told me to pursue her.

When she hit me up and told me she was pregnant I just asked if the baby was mine and it pissed her off, I went to all the doctors’ appointments via ft and even flew out a few times, she did tell me she’d come back so that Alana could be born in the same city as us and I was there for that too. I even named her. Crazy right? Why would I be there then leave? Because I didn’t know how Jaz would accept it and just thinking about it makes my heart ache, I chose my girlfriend over my daughter. Fuck kind of man am I? I fucking coward that’s who. I loved my daughter more than life itself and I have to fix it.

I walked in the kitchen. “You right and I know I have to fix it, I just don’t know how” I shrugged.

“First talk to Sabrina, she’s only here for another week before she heads back to Texas and then two weeks after that its Alana-“

“I know, her birthday” my baby girl is about to be three years old and knowing I missed two birthdays kills me.

“Oh and you have to explain everything to Jaz. Alana is a blessing, not a secret” I nodded and reached in for a hug. “Love you man, you got this” I nodded and said goodbye before heading back home. Jaz was out with Ariana, so I was going to call Sabrina and try to start to fix things.

  Sabrina.

I was lying in bed, watching tv when my phone started to ring. I quickly grabbed it so it wouldn’t wake up Alana. ‘Unknown’ I mumbled to myself with a confused face. I pressed the green button and was met with his voice. “Please don’t hang up” he pleaded.

I wasn’t upset with Barry, just disappointed. I understand that me being pregnant wasn’t a part of the plan and I will never say or discredit him for being there for me when I was pregnant and constantly flying back and forth, however; he disappeared from her life and I haven’t received a call or text in two years. Our daughter will be three and she doesn’t know him which isn’t my fault.

“Yes Barry”

“Can we meet and talk … please?”

“Sure, where?”

“Ice cream shop it’s about ten minutes from your hotel”

“Okay, see you soon” I hung up and went to grab Alana.

—-

“I know that I’ve fucked up and I’m a coward for leaving after she was born, I wouldn’t blame you if you hated me. And no excuse will ever be good enough, I’m just begging that you will allow me into her life now and I swear on my life, I’ll never leave it again”

I just nodded, taking everything in. I always thought about this moment and now that it’s here, I’m happy for Alana. I just want her to have a great relationship with her dad. Just like I do with mine.  “Okay, I’ll let you win but I have a few rules” he nodded.

“Alana is not a secret, so you have to tell jasmine. Second, she can stay the night if she’s comfortable but not in the same bed as you two, that’s weird. Lastly, if Jasmine wants to spend alone time with her, we must meet first”

My rules weren’t crazy, but I was a mother and even though Jaz seemed sweet, I still wanted to meet the woman who’d be around my daughter.

“Okay, that’s fine” he agreed and we shook on it. For the remainder of the evening he played with Lana and we took her to the playground, she loved every minute of it and I think she knew who Berry was even after all this time. After she was born I also made him do skin to skin contact with her, she must have recognized his heart beat and voice.

Jaz.

As I walked in the house from a long day of relaxing with my best friend, I see Mijo sitting on the couch with his head between his lap and his hands covering his face. His body language alone told me that something was wrong.

“Babe, you okay? Did something happen today?”

Ariana.

It was three in the morning and I couldn’t sleep, I was off; more off than usual. I tossed and turned in bed for the first few hours and now I’m just laying here with all these thoughts going through my head. I looked over and to my surprise Mai was not lying next to me, shaking my head I got up and headed down stairs. There’s only one place she would be.

Slowly I tip toed down both steps, walking down to the basement where I hear light snores. Walking in a little further there was she, laying on her father’s chest sleeping so peacefully. I couldn’t help but smile at them, this was my family.

For a brief second all the drama washed away and I was happy again, but looking at Chris for a second too long shook all my happiness away. I didn’t know what or who to believe. One on hand, Chris was my husband, the love of my life, my life partner and soul mate; he could never betray me like that. But then again this women had screenshots, she had evidence and honestly; it made sense. I was confused and that pissed me off more than anything.

I looked at them again before turning on my heels to head back to my room. “There’s room for you too ArI” Chris spoke softly, as he rubbed Mai’s back. I just looked and shook my head no. I know shutting him out isn’t going to help anything but I couldn’t help it. Just the thought of Chris with someone else make me sick to my stomach.

I walked through our house, all of our pictures. How did we get here? All the love, all the fighting to be together. Him going away, his ex, the media; we fought through it all and for what? To get a divorce and Mai spend half her time with Mommy and the other half with Daddy? Us having to explain why we’re no long together when she ask and trying to date other people? I didn’t want that for my family, for myself or my daughter.

                                        The Next Morning

Chris.

“Daddy Daddy!” Sa’mai yelled jumping on the bed, waking me up. I rubbed my sleepy eyes, before grabbing her smile body and attacking her with kisses. She giggled, “Daddy, you silly” I smiled and kissed her cheek.

“What’s that smile Mai Mai?” I questioned.

She giggled. “Mommy made breakfestttt!” she said excited.

I mushed my eyebrows together confused, she hasn’t cooked breakfast in weeks. I grabbed Mai and headed upstairs. Once reaching the kitchen, I saw Ari humming as she did her little dance while flipping pancakes. “Mommy!” Mai yelled getting her attention, she looked over and smiled.

“Good morning princess, look what mommy cooked for you and Daddy” she slightly smiled at me, before grabbing Mai and sitting her in the high chair. She passed her, her food before speaking to me.

She motioned for me to sit first. “I know I’ve been cold and I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have shut you out, there’s no excuse for that. You are my husband and we exchanged vows, however you said no secrets and clearly there is a secret, so get to explaining Christopher”

Well damn, I looked at her surprised. I wasn’t expecting all this today, but I’m glad she’s finally talking to me and I’m glad she’s being understanding about the whole situation. She had every right to be mad and she is, there is a secret.

“The secret is that, yes I was texting her and meeting up with her but only to give her money. But not for sex or anything and we never did anything physical and she’s never met our daughter, I’d never do that to you”

“Who is she Chris? One of your old jump offs?” she rolled her eyes and I chuckled, white people should not say jump off.

“No she’s not, she’s more so an old family friend”

“But I’ve never seen her” she looked confused and this is where things get messy, but I can’t keep hiding a secret that’s not mine.

“I was giving her money because she does have a kid but it’s not mine; its Mijo’s and he still hasn’t taken a DNA test so she reached out to me and the little girl looks just like him, of course it’s his. He’s just being stupid because he’s afraid of losing Jaz-“

“He should be, he cheated on her Chris” Ari raised her voice.

“No he didn’t Ariana, that little girl was born 6 months before they got together, they were just sex buddies. They cut ties before she was leaving California and Mijo finally wanted to pursue Jaz, she came back right before her due date and she’s been trying to speak with him ever since. She told him everything in a text and he won’t respond to her. It’s fucked up and I shouldn’t help him, but I’m doing it because Sabrina is honestly a nice person and their daughter is my niece.”

Was I wrong for not telling Ari about this? Of course I was but I knew she’d tell Jaz and then everything would blow up, I honestly don’t understand why my idiot cousin won’t just come clean and finally take care of his responsibilities as a father. Alana is such a beautiful little girl, so happy and full of life. She reminds me of Sa’mai.

“Chris … this is a lot” she mumbled, I knew I was asking a lot of Ari to believe me but this was the truth. “Wait, not to sound rude or anything, but why does she need the money?”

I chuckled. “Honestly she doesn’t, she’s a nurse. Like I said she only came here to be honest with Mijo and so that he could be a father to their child, she lives in Texas and I’m just helping. I only pay for the hotel and sometimes when I go shopping for Mai, Ill grab something for Alana too”

I was turning soft but I couldn’t help it.

“Awe, Chris” Ari smiled as she walked over to me and kissed my cheek.

“Baby I know it looks bad, but honestly I’m just helping family” I spoke.

“So Sabrina isn’t the one threating us?” she questioned.

“No, it’s her ex. She was with him after Mijo but she cut ties with him once she found out she was pregnant. She thought he took it well, but clearly not. He’s the one that’s been following her and took those pictures”

“Can I meet her?”

“Ariana if I say yes, please don’t say a word to Jaz. I know she’s family but let me talk to Barry again” I pleaded and she understood. I nodded and patted her thigh.

“Chris … I love you” she whispered.

I don’t know why, but it feels hella awkward to me sitting in the backseat — I want it, but I don’t know, I guess I’m just extremely nervous. “You okay? You look hella apprehensive.” He commented using his fingertips to gently brush some hair out of my face.

“I’m good, promise.” I let out an even breath and smiled to give him reassurance.

Get it the fuck together. My subconscious sneered throwing her hands in the air in exasperation.

He muttered an okay and scooted a little closer to me. Like earlier he brought his lips to mine and our lips danced/tangled in a way that warmed my blood and shot a chill down my spine. His lips warm and so soft — they wrapped mine up pulling my bottom lip between his teeth with just enough pressure to cause a little pain that was soon washed over with pleasure. 

After dinner, which was amazing, we had Grandma Geraldine’s famous cheesecake. Auntie Charmaine knows how much I love it so she made me my own pie size to take home. “What you want to li—,” Abe cut himself short to answer his ringing phone. “Wassup baby?” He answered and it made me smile. Him and his girlfriend are so adorable! “Okay, chil. I’m on my way.” They ended the call and by the tone of his voice I can tell its pretty serious.

“Is my daughter-in-law okay?” Auntie inquired.

“Her car stopped on the side of the highway. I told her to stop driving that rust bucket and drive the new one I brought her.” He fussed going out the door in a rush. She’s pregnant so he’s really protective of her. The way he talked about her tonight I think its safe to say he loves her, but Auntie told him he needs to stop dealing as soon as possible. He said he’s already working on that, so we will see.