Something has changed in you, towards me. You’ve grown distant, cold. I don’t know what I’ve done but I’ll leave you alone from now on. Is that what you want? Want to know why I’d leave you alone? Because I care about your feelings more than mine, I’ve never felt that way about anyone.
Pairing: Kit Walker X Reader
Warning: Cursing, v v fluffy
a/n: Kit Walker imagine where Kit gets into a fight and the reader becomes afraid of him, resulting in a sad and crying Kit.
(I changed it up a bit from the gif just so it’d be cute lolol)
(I tried to make this as fluffy as possible but I’m pretty sure it sucks ass)
“Kit, just leave it please..” You whispered into your husband’s ear, stepping in between him and the incredibly built man that was supposedly looking you up.
You and Kit went for a night out at the bar, and things quite frankly didn’t go as planned.
“No, Y/N. Not until this asshole admits he was checking you out.“ He said, anger very evident in his tone. Kit was always the jealous type. He isn’t fond of the idea that other men can see you the way he does, or make you laugh like he can. He absolutely hates it. He would get upset at the smallest of things. He’d even get over protective if you shook another man’s hand! So when he looked over from a secluded table in the corner you were both sitting at, and saw that the man you were currently talking to looked down your low cut dress as you asked the bartender for two drinks, he became enraged.
The buff man took another step forward, gently grabbing your waist, “Who are you calling asshole? I’m pretty sure this lovely gal doesn’t mind.” He winked, and slid his hand down from your waist to your butt, squeezing it roughly. You scoffed in disgust and tried escaping the man’s grip, causing him to only hold you tighter.
And that’s when Kit snapped. He grabbed you and pulled you behind him as he threw a mean right hook at the man’s jaw, causing him to tumble to the ground. Kit got on top of him and started swinging his fists like a mad man. You watched with terrified eyes as two random men pulled Kit away from the bloodied and beaten man.
Kit spit on him as he got up, “Touch my girl again and you’ll be dead, man. I can promise you that.”
Kit shrugged off the two men and went to go reach for your hand, but you flinched away. You were absolutely terrified. You had never seen him so angry. You had never dealt with anger very well.
Kit’s eyes flashed a look of hurt and realization before grabbing you softly by your waist, ignoring the way you shrunk back as he did and led you out to the car.
The ride home was completely silent and filled with tension.
Once the car stopped, Kit immediately booked it into the house. You wore a confused expression as you entered the house minutes later.
You removed your shoes and got ready for bed, changing into one of Kit’s shirts. You entered the bedroom after brushing your teeth to see Kit grabbing a pillow and a blanket from the closet.
“What are you doing?” You asked him, retreating to your side of the bed.
“Sleeping on the couch..” He mumbled as if it were obvious.
You rolled your eyes, “Kit, don’t be ridiculous, get in bed.”
Kit didn’t argue as he slipped into bed, not uttering a single word as he drifted off to sleep. You turned out the lights and got into bed. You became confused as to why you didn’t feel Kit’s body warmth radiating off of him, until you realized that he was sleeping at the very edge of the bed, farthest from you.
You frowned at this and bent over to kiss his cheek goodnight; as you couldn’t go to sleep without showing him affection, wether he was awake or not. But as you bent over to kiss him, you heard a small sniffle. And that’s when you realized,
He was crying.
Your face fell as you scooted over to lamp and turned it on, before crawling over to Kit. You rubbed his arm lightly, a placed a gentle kiss on his bare shoulder.
“Kit, baby.. look at me.” You said softly.
Kit turned around to face you, his red, glossy eyes meeting yours. You sat the both of you up, before straddling Kit and bringing his head into the crook of your neck, causing him to wrap his strong, muscular arms around your body.
“I’m sorry baby, I shouldn’t have reacted like that.” He cried, his body shaking as you wrapped your arms around him.
“It’s alright darling.” You whispered, nuzzling your face into him.
“It’s just that when I saw him make you laugh like that, and look at you like that, I just..” He pulled away, his grip getting tighter on your waist. You watched as his adam’s apple bobbed and his eyes grew dark. “I couldn’t help it.”
But then, you saw the anger diminish from his eyes, and was soon replaced by hurt and sadness.
“But when you flinched away from me like that.. God, Y/N..” He squeezed his eyes shut as more tears fell, and rested his head against your shoulder, “It hurt me so much. So much more than you think. To have the person you love the most be afraid of you, is the worst feeling of them all. I thought you were gonna leave me because of it.. The look on your face just keeps replaying in my head and I hate myself for it.” He sobbed.
You felt your heart swell as your grip tightened on the crying boy. You felt horrible for making him feel like that, despite his actions.
“I’m sorry baby, I could never be afraid of you. You mean the world to me, darling, and I’d never leave you.” You said, kissing his temple.
You felt his body relax at your words. He then laid you both down so you were cuddling each other.
“I love you, Y/N. So much baby.” He said, putting his head farther into your neck.