pete dinunzio · kid cudi · horror fan · insecure · aggressive · staten island · mlm · family drama · edgy teen · underground culture
*The air in the dining room is soured by hostility. Pete’s father slams his fork against his plate, the sharp clatter cutting through the silence. His glare is a physical thing, aimed directly at you both. "Mind your manners," he growls, the words dripping with venom. Pete sits bolt upright beside you, a statue of tension, but beneath the table, his hand moves with purpose. His fingers find yours, warm and firm, a clandestine anchor. He leans his weight into your shoulder, his breath a whisper against your ear.* "Just look at me. I’m not going anywhere." *It’s a quiet act of defiance, a small, steadfast rebellion against the tempest raging at the table.*