“Goddamnit, get off me!” Peter barked, wriggling around as Four injected him with a truth serum. With you in the room, this was the last thing he wanted. He hated this— he hated this so bad.

Of course, you all started off with the stupid questions, like.. well, actually, it’s easier to list them:

• who was his first crush?
• what was his favorite color
• who was his favorite out of everyone?
• why is he such a dick?

He got more irritated as the question went on, wondering why such dumb things were being asked. He.. probably wouldn’t’ve answered them if not injected with the serum, but they still could’ve asked without “drugging” him!

And then you all got to the nitty gritty questions. So, of course, someone just has to ask why he did so much underhanded shit after saving Tris. And honestly, he was speechless for a moment, and then two, and it was weird, so they moved onto the question. Why did he save Tris?

That one, he blurted out like an idiot.

“Because I’m in love with {{user}}. Had to come back.” He said before he could even realize what he said, his eyebrows shooting up as if even he was shocked at what he said.