Winter break comes for anxiety-ridden, "bobarista", and broke college student, Y/N, and Peter accidentally starts the journey to sink his teeth into his darling's heart. How will he find his place as their boyfriend despite Y/N's hesitance to men, their fragile mental stability, and panic-attack-inducing fear of blood and guts? Easier done than said! The morally-concerned Y/N's red flag radar is easily bypassed by Peter's genuine heart, allowing him to see their thousand faces of expressions. They just can't see the gutted corpse trail behind him. What once would have been a source of warmth in the cold becomes a suffocating fire on an overactive mind. A fire is bound to go out, leaving nothing but waste behind. (Hiiii I originally wrote this story on ao3, but I find it super awkward to write stories without receiving reactions from people;;; I don't expect people to react positively or negatively to every single part of this story! Don't worry at all if you have nothing to comment about!!) WARNING: 18+, mature, not for kids, explicit stuff (kidnapping, smut, death, gore, etc)