#nightagent

i love you for this request - hope u enjoy this, my lovely

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you were on your way to peter's apartment to surprise him, and it was gorgeous out, even though it looked as if a storm was on it's way. even though the sky was almost tar-black, the sun peeked out through the clouds, still providing a little bit of light.

you looked up, sighing at the sky and smiling gently. you felt the start of a drizzle drip onto your cheeks, and you knew soon you would definitely get drenched. you weren't necessarily mad about it. you loved the rain.

walking a little faster, the rain got a little more intense and you tried to use one hand to cover your forehead, but it was practically useless. you were getting drenched, and the rain came down harder.

you didn't even bring an umbrella, so you were forced to walk in the cold rain until you reached peter's flat.

once inside the lobby, the air conditioner hit you full blast and you started shivering, your short sleeved top doing absolutely nothing to try and keep you warm.

ringing the doorbell to his apartment, you starting wringing your clothes out as best as you could, not wanting to splash water everywhere in peter's house. you knew he wouldn't mind, but you didn't want to give him a bad impression, especially as you were crushing on him real hard. he gave signs that he liked you, but you, being super clueless, didn't know how to act on these feelings.

peter answered the door, craning his neck down to look at you. his eyes widened in surprise, and then he smiled, happy to see you. "hi," he said, grinning.

"hi," you murmured. you both stared at each other until he realised that he was blocking the entrance. you laughed under your breath and stepped inside his apartment. you shivered again, this time more harsh and peter noticed, frowning slightly.

"princess," he sighed. "you walked all the way in the rain?" you loved it when he called you 'princess.' it made you feel warm and tingly in all the best ways.

you nodded. "wanted to come and see you," you mumbled, blushing. you looked at your feet, suddenly unable to look at him. you were warm but so cold at the same time.

peter smiled at your shyness, then spoke. "c'mon, princess. let me get you warm." he guided you into the bathroom, where you stood waiting for him while he went inside his bedroom for a second.

he came back with a shirt and some shorts, most likely his, that looked way too big for you but so comfortable that you couldn't resist. you smiled inside at the idea of you wearing his clothes. peter also grabbed you a fluffy white towel from underneath the sink.

"you wanna take a warm shower?" he asked gently. you nodded in response, already excited with the idea of being warm. "okay. just call me if you need anything." his eyes met yours and you noticed his face softening. he closed the door quietly behind him and left you in his bathroom.

the warm water was soothing, and you felt yourself already beginning to heat up. you loved the sensation. you were happy, until the heater suddenly turned off while you were in the shower, and cold water splashed at your face.

you screamed in shock, the freezing water hitting your body a complete opposite to the warmness you felt earlier. turning the shower off, you stepped out of the stall, grabbing your towel to try and get yourself warm again.

"hey, (y/n/n)-" peter knocked on the door. "did you just scream? are you okay?"

"yeah, sorry!" you called back. "i think your heater just went off."

there was silence, and then peter groaned softly. "aw, princess." you could feel his frown through the door. "i'm sorry."

you laughed under your breath, amused to find that he was blaming himself for a heater going off. "it's not your fault, pete."

he sighed, and you swung the door open, his clothes already on you. his eyes dilated as he saw you wearing his too-big shirt and shorts, then grinned at you. "i love you in my clothes," he murmured.

"mhm?" you questioned, smiling.

"c'mon, sweetheart, come here," he said, pulling you onto his bed. he opened his arms wide for you to crawl into, and you settled happily into them. you fit perfectly in his chest, your head resting above his heart.

his hands wrapped around you tight, one coming up underneath your shirt, giving you a bit of warmth. he was like a heater, and you loved it. the other hand cupped the back of your head, playing with your hair lightly.

you sighed happily, feeling the warmth come back into your body. "hey, pete," you mumbled against his chest.

"yes, princess?"

you move back a little bit, so that you can see his face. he looked at you questioningly. you didn't know how to say it. i mean, how do you tell your best friend of three years that you like him? that you want him to be your boyfriend? it was just too much, and maybe he didn't even like you that way, and maybe he just wanted to-

"hey," he cupped your cheek with one hand, eyes soothing, assuring you that everything was fine. "where'd you go, sweetheart?"

"i love you." you blurted out. peter's eyes widened in shock, but you still continued. "and as in, a more than friends kind of way. and i know you might not feel the same way, so if you just want to stay friends, then, that's okay, i mean, but i just wanted to tell you, y'know, so-"

peter cut you off gently. he tilted your chin up to meet his eyes, and keeping his fingers on your chin, he kissed you.

it was like nothing you'd ever felt in your life. relief rushed through you, happiness that he liked you back, that peter was kissing you. right now, right here. it felt like a dream.

your foreheads touched lightly, and peter smiled against your lips. "yeah," he sighed. "i love you, too, sweetheart. have, for a long time." he added.

"why didn't you say anything, then?" you asked.

"why didn't you say anything?" he countered, grinning.

"fair," you said, smiling back at him. "but i'm so glad you feel the same way, pete."