Kit Connor x m reader imagines

you sat on your bed, head in your hands. god what were you even gonna do. you had no clue how the hell did you even let that happen.

you groaned loudly letting a tear slip down your face. you seemed to fuck up everything in your life, and now it seemed you fucked up the one good thing you had left.

the fight played back in your mind.

"im done trying to help you" kit said loudly, clearly fed up with you. "b-b-but-" you had started but were quickly cut off. "No. thats enough. im done. you cant keep changing your fucking mind about everything. do you even have any idea how that makes me feel?!"

"I LOVE YOU, and you cant even say it back. you cant even look at me when i talk about how i feel. it doesnt feel like you care. when i ask you how you feel you freeze up."

you cowered back putting your head in your hands. "why cant you just be honest about how you feel, its like youre leading me on." he looked at you expectingly. "i-i'm-" you choked back a sob. "whatever. if you didnt love me, you couldve just said so." and then he left.

that was that. you loved him and you blew it. you lost the one thing in your life that mattered. you were so foolish. you shouldve opened up, but it was so fucking scary. and now you lost him.

maybe you could make it right, somehow. maybe if you showed up at his house and tried telling him why, hed listen. maybe hed understand. maybe he could help.

you wiped your eyes having not realized you were crying and threw on a pair of joggers and a hoodie. you grabbed your phone making your way out the door.

you ran to his house, as fast as you could as soon as you got there you knocked on the door. the door opened revealing his mother.

"hi, is kit here?" she looked at you a little worried. "darling, youre soaked. did you not realize it was raining? is everything alright?" you looked down at yourself mentally cursing yourself out for not having realized sooner that it was raining. "oh- um i guess not, i guess i hadnt noticed. everythings a bit weird at the moment. but i really need to speak to kit, is he hom-"

kit had appeared right behind his mother right as you were saying that. "hi y/n. mum ive got this." she looked at him nodding, then leaving.

"hi" "hi" he took your hand, pulling you up to his room.

"talk." you nodded "i just want to say im sorry, im so so sorry. i shouldve just told you how i felt, instead of being scared to admit it. i shouldve explained why it was scary to me, instead of leaving you in the dark. it wasnt fair to you. it really wasnt and im so so sorry. kit, i love you, i really fucking do. and that scares me so much. relationships and commitment tend to scare me. and big feelings like this scare me beyond belief. the idea of trusting you, and potentially losing myself if things go bad is so fucking scary. but losing you is far scarier. and i know that probably none of this makes any sense. but-"

he cut you off pulling you into a hug, and just holding you there. you melted into him, tears spilling down your cheeks. he just held you like that for a while, pulling back to press a kiss against your forehead.

"hey, ive got you. love is scary and feelings are scary, but we can support each other through this. if you need reassurance, ill give it to you. if you need anything ive got you. i promise." kit finished kissing your head again.

"thank you, i genuinely do want to be with you. i love you. i want this to work, i want us to work." he kissed your head "i know bub"

"now how about i get you a change of clothes before you get sick?" you nodded at him. "yeah that'd be great" right as he was about to hand you a dry pair of joggers and a hoodie you sneezed.

"well i guess its a bit too late to prevent that, huh?"