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i know i’m a bit late but Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend's back!

#peter sutherland #gabriel basso #the night agent #sunshine boy #hes coming back to meeeee #im so excited

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peter sutherland masterlist

FICS (from newest to oldest) - around 900 words *ੈ✩‧₊˚*ੈ✩‧₊˚

❤︎ - fluff, ☁️ - angst

the hardest part of the job: one where you feel responsible for the death of a patient (reader is a doctor) ❤︎☁️

cold comfort: one where you walk to his house in the pouring rain and can't seem to get warm (so you cuddle) ❤︎

wounded: one where you're injured on a mission ❤︎☁️

DRABBLES (from newest to oldest) - around 500 words ⋆˚✿˖°⋆˚✿˖°

❤︎ - fluff, ☁️ - angst

in his arms: one where he helps you take off your makeup ❤︎

safe with him: one where you've had an encounter with a creepy old man and are really shaken up ❤︎☁️

overstimulation: one where you have ADHD and get a panic attack ❤︎☁️

cramping: one where he comforts you on your period ❤︎

kidnapped pt2: one where peter finally finds you ❤︎☁️

kidnapped pt1: one where you're kidnapped, and you're forced to call the night agent line ☁️

BABY BLURBS (from newest to oldest) ⁺˚⋆｡ °✩₊

❤︎ - fluff, ☁️ - angst

ogling: one where you're watching him work out ❤︎

in the wilderness: one where you go camping together ❤︎

#the best masterlist on this app fr

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my BABIEEEEE

hie !! hurt/comfort request <3 w peter sutherland where reader is like a doctor or a nurse and she comes home super sad and like not able to talk because of something traumatic that happened? but eventually she opens up and he just comforts her <3 gah i love him!! and i love u sm ur writing is so beautiful <33

thank you !! hope this okay lovely ₊˚⊹♡ (718 words)

warnings; death, low self esteem, reader has a traumatic experience and feels she is responsible for the death of a patient

the lobby to your and peter's apartment was freezing, colder than it had ever been before. it was evident that you'd been crying, and you tried your best to cover it up before you fished out your keys from your purse.

"time of death, 9:37pm," you had said to the other surgeons in the room, voice trembling. someone started to cover up the body, which you couldn't look at anymore.

you didn't realise you were staring at the floor, unmoving, until you were ushered out of the room. you heard someone talking, but you were too disturbed to listen, until you thought about a question. "who's going to tell them?" you murmured to the person gripping your arm.

"what?" you looked up to mia staring down at you, confusion and concern evident in her eyes. she knew this was the first time you'd experienced a patient dying on your watch, and it was bound to have an impact on you.

"who's going to tell the family, mia?" you asked, louder this time.

she looked shocked that you'd asked that question, even though it was a valid one. "don't worry about that," she said. "why don't you just go home, try to get a good night's sleep. your shift's already over."

"but-"

"no buts," she interrupted. "please."

grabbing your coat, you started heading towards the doors of the hospital, until you heard the crying. you tried to not look back but you couldn't help it. his wife was sobbing, holding onto her son who was trying to calm her but was crying himself.

you couldn't look any longer. tears filled your eyes as you left the hospital, eventually running down your cheeks as you climbed into your car. for god's sake, the guy was a husband, a father. they didn't deserve that. he didn't deserve that. why couldn't you just save him?

blinking out of the memories of tonight, you unlocked the door and stepped inside, trying your best to not start crying again.

"sweetheart?" you heard peter's voice call out from the living room. dropping your bag to the floor, you made your way over to him, vision already blurring. forcing a smile onto your face, you sat down next to him, staring at your sock-clad feet on the fluffy carpet.

you didn't meet his eyes as he quietly asked, "what's wrong?"

"nothing," you responded, still not looking at him. "jus' tired. had a long day." pausing, you added, "i'm gonna head to bed."

your boyfriend was too perceptive, and so he knew that you were lying. he followed you into the bedroom after giving you a few minutes to yourself.

you were curled up in the corner of the room, pajamas already on. you were trying so hard to stop the sobs that were pouring out from your body.

peter knelt in front of you, coaxing you out of your shell with soft, gentle hands. "oh, princess," he murmured.

"i'm sorry," you hiccuped, tears falling. you fell into his outstretched arms, one hand cupping the back of your head and the other softly rubbing your back.

"no, please," he said. "don't apologise. you've done nothing wrong."

at his words you pressed your face into his sweater, wet tears soaking it, but he couldn't care less. he only cared about you, about comforting you.

pulling yourself away, you lifted your hand to wipe away the remaining tears, but your boyfriend did that for you. his hands stayed on your face as you tried your best to recount what happened.

"i couldn't save him, pete," you sobbed. "a-and that's the hardest thing about this job. i can't always save everyone."

his heart broke at the pain you were going through. he had hoped that nobody would ever have to experience what it felt like to have that burden. "you did all you could," he said softly, voice filled with emotion. "that's all that matters, sweetheart. it's not your fault."

he gave you a kiss to the top of your head, helping you to stand up and leading you into the bed. "it's not my fault," you murmured, mainly to yourself.

he nodded, immensely proud of you. "it's going to take time," he responded, pulling you back into the warmth of his chest. "but you'll get there. i promise."

#sunshine boy

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living on the same floor as peter and always brushing past him in the hallway…one day ur doing laundry and only ur sexy lingerie that you literally never get to wear is clean and you walk past him and hes holding his own clean laundry walking back to his apartment. when ur cleaning ur like oh damn i need to wash the clothes im wearing and ur like well fuck ill have to be half naked if i wash them rn but u dont want to make another trip so you lock the door to the room and strip until ur just in the lingerie and ur playing games on ur phone while ur laundry is going but at some point theres a knock on the door and you jump and your phone falls on the ground. you realize when you go to pick it up that you’re literally in your underwear and have nothing to cover yourself with. you rush to the door making sure it stays locked and ask who it is. “uh, peter from four two three”. ur like “oh christ” because its the hot guy who lives a couple doors down from you that you always walk past in the hall and your forehead leans forward to hit the door because of course out of everyone it could be outside the door it just had to be him. peters like “are you okay?” and ur like “well to be completely honest im only in my underwear and my laundry still isnt done and i literally have nothing to cover myself with”. peter laughs and ur like “its not funny you jackass!” but peter tells you he isnt laughing at you. hes laughing because he was just doing laundry and he thinks he left something in the dryer. you’re a little 🤔 cause why does that matter? you even ask him so. he tells you “well, i was coming to get it but seeing as how you clearly need it more you can borrow it until your laundry is done”. u ask him what it is and its just a pair of sweats but ur like its better than nothing so u ask him if hes sure its okay for you to borrow them and hes like of course its okay im the one who offered. so u put em on and they feel so warm from just being in the dryer and ur like “these are awesome!” because “are mens sweatpants made differently? these are so much more comfortable than mine.” peter starts to laugh and immediately stops when you abruptly unlock and open the door and he almost falls on you but catches himself on the doorway and for a moment he was basically face to face with ur chest in the sexiest bra u own and whipped his body back up so fast because oh my god its the pretty girl from down the hall and you’re literally wearing his clothes and a red lacey bra and he’s suddenly wondering of the bottom half matches the top. ur looking at him like you know he looked at your chest and its because you do. most guys do it and have been for years so it doesnt surprise you anymore. what does surprise you is how nervous he looks. you may have a big chest but you’ve never thought you were intimidating, let alone pretty enough for anyone to be nervous around you. now You get nervous and cross your arms to cover yourself.

“thanks for letting me borrow these. i promise i’ll wash and return them.”

“don’t worry about it” he thinks about telling you that you can keep them but worries thats too weird to say since neither of you have really ever talked so instead he asks if you wanna borrow his sweatshirt just in case others end up showing up in the laundry room. as nervous as you are about wearing even more of his clothes you’d rather be nervous about that than having others in your building see you in just sweats a a bra, especially the one you were wearing. so you agree and while hes taking it off the shirt hes wearing underneath rides up a bit and you see some skin 👀 no ones ever been this nice to you especially someone this attractive and you’re actually really grateful to put on the sweatshirt and be fully covered again. when its on you repeat what you said earlier about mens clothes being more comfortable than womens and that even your comfiest sweatshirts arent as nice as his. peter blushes from your words and also from seeing you head to toe in his clothes. you’re still marveling at how much better it feels and peter just smiles sooo wide. “thanks for this, peter. im sure this isnt how you planned your trip to the laundry room going but i appreciate it anyways” peter tells you its really no problem and that hes happy to help. he ends up leaving to go back to his place while you stay and wait for your laundry (you don’t need to stay, but its a nice excuse to get out of your apartment for a little bit). when you’re done you dont take off peters clothes and load your basket with your now clean clothes and make your way back to your floor. when youre walking down the hall to your door, peter just comes out of his place in his work attire, a black suit, and your heart starts racing because he looks so so good and you’re still wearing the clothes he let you borrow even though you’re carrying a basket full of clean clothes that actually belong to you. you smile and tell him you’ll return his clothes tomorrow. he smirks but like the happy smiley kind because shes still wearing my clothes!!! and says “see ya tomorrow.”

#peter sutherland #peter sutherland x reader #peter sutherland x you #peter sutherland fanfic #peter sutherland fanfiction #the night agent fanfiction #the night agent fanfic #the night agent #sunshine boy #gabriel basso #i am high out of my mind #thought abt this and needed to write it in some way shape or form

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peter helping his princess with her skincare and taking off her makeup before bed bc shes really tired 🥺

this can be read as either peter parker (mcu) or peter sutherland (night agent)

after the longest day, you had fallen asleep in his car when he was driving you both home. he smiled, hand landing on your thigh to rub reassuring circles on your leg.

you still didn’t stir, completely passed out. peter, being the best boyfriend, let you sleep for the rest of the ride home.

once you reached, he climbed out of the car and then made his way over to your door, gently lifting you into his arms.

you blinked, then slightly shifted to press your face into his shirt. chuckling, your boyfriend kissed your forehead lightly, closing the car door with his foot.

he unlocked the house door, then once you made it inside he locked it again. he was obsessed with your safety above everything else.

bringing you into your shared room, he laid you down on the bed before detaching himself from you.

whimpering, you opened your eyes slowly, adjusting to the bright light of the bedroom. you tugged on his shirt, wanting him to cuddle with you.

his face softened, and he whispered a soft, “be right back, sweetheart.”

he quickly made his way into the bathroom, taking out your makeup remover from the cupboard and some of your creams that you put on every night before sleeping.

returning to you, he murmured, “can you sit up f’me?”

his words made you groan lightly and you forced yourself to sit up, head resting against the headboard.

he pressed some of your remover onto a cotton pad and then cupped your face in one of his large hands.

your face was questioning as he lifted the other to your face, dabbing at your makeup. “what’re you doing, baby?” you asked. “i can do that,” you added, trying to grab the cotton from his hands.

he gently pushed you away. “let me do it for you, okay? you’re so tired, princess. jus’ sit there and relax.”

you gave him a sleepy smile before closing your eyes so he could finish removing your makeup.

once he was done with your creams, he lifted you into his arms again to take you to the bathroom. he delicately set you down next to the sink, and your head lolled back against the cupboard.

"c'mon, sweetheart," he said, pressing a bit of toothpaste onto your brush before handing it over to you.

you nodded, then proceeded to brush your teeth at the same time as peter, his arm wrapped around your waist to support your weight and make sure you didn't fall.

when you were both done, you would have almost fell when you hopped off the sink, had it not been for your boyfriend steadying you, laughing at your clumsiness.

"so sleepy tonight, huh?" he teased, pressing you into his side as he walked the two of you back to the bed.

"mmm," you murmured, slipping back under the covers. peter got in next to you, wrapping you up in his arms as you sighed in happiness.

your boyfriend splayed a protective arm on your stomach, taking ahold of your hand to rub circles on your thumb. he gave you a kiss, then whispered, "now rest your pretty little head, baby."

"love you, pete. thanks for taking care of me," you said, words muffled by his shirt.

"always will, sweetheart," he murmured. "love you too."

#TEARS IN MY EYES #FLUFF IS MY FAVORITE #PETER SUTHERLAND FLUFF TO BE SPECIFIC

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me to myself while reading this: DONT CRY DONT CRY DONT CRY DONT CRY DONT CRY

peter sutherland request!! you mention a creepy man encounter and he insists on teaching you self defense techniques but it turns into cuddly wrestling

hi anon - i turned this into a hurt/comfort fic bc i recently experienced a situation similar to this, less traumatic but the basics are the same. i didn’t do the self defense part bc i didn’t see it when writing; but if you want me to write the other part of the req in another fic let me know ⋆˙⟡♡

“peter?” you called, taking off your shoes as you entered through the doorway. you were still shaking a bit from your encounter with this old man that creeped you out. it made you feel really uncomfortable, and you were jumpy the whole way home.  

“hi, sweetheart,” your boyfriend popped out from behind a wall. he smiled at you gently, then peppered a kiss onto your lips. you managed a small smile, but peter noticed your discomfort. “what happened?”

you shrugged off his worry, walking past him to put your bag onto the sofa. “nothing,” you said, lying through your teeth. you hoped he wouldn’t notice the tremor in your voice 

but peter was too perceptive, making his way to you in a mere second. he cupped your face, searching your tear-filled eyes with only comfort and love. “please tell me what’s wrong, princess,” he murmured, fingers lightly stroking your cheek. 

your teary eyes spilled over, and peter was quick to catch them, wiping them away with a stroke of his thumb. his eyes softened, and he pulled you into his chest, arms wrapped around you tightly. “oh, baby,” he said, chin propped on top of your head. “shhh, it’s okay,” he continued, stroking your hair. “you can cry.”

you sobbed into his sweater, whole body shaking in his arms. “was so scared, pete,” you cried softly.  

his body tensed as the words left your mouth. shoulders tightening, he asked you gently, “why were you scared?” you hesitated to speak, so he added, “it’s okay, promise.”

so you spilled. “i was on the train back, ‘n there was this old guy. i noticed him staring at me early on, so i put on my earphones and pretended to scroll on my phone.” your boyfriend nodded, listening intently. “but he kept staring and then out of the corner of my eye, i saw him take a picture of me.” your voice started to wobble again, but you kept going. “then when i got off at our stop, he got off too, and he was following me for a while, so i kept wandering around until he got lost.” you started crying full force. “i wanted to call you, but i was scared he would catch up while i was distracted, and-”

peter shushed you lightly, finger pressed to your lips. “i’m so sorry, my love.” his voice was heavy with concern. “that must have been terrifying.” he pulled away slightly to look at you, then continued. “but you did the right thing by being cautious.”

you nodded, sniffling quietly. “i don’t know, i just feel really violated, you know?”

he pulled you closer to him again. “i know, baby. ‘m here for you, and you know you’re always safe with me.”

you stayed in his arms, comforted by your boyfriend’s soothing presence and sweet nothings that he murmured into your ear until you were fully relaxed against his body. later, you said, “thank you. i don’t know what i would ever do without you.”

“i do,” he whispered. “you’ll always be okay, because you’re my strong girl. but i’ll always be here, just in case.”

you smiled at him, grateful that he was here with you. “i love you.”

“i love you too,” he replied, pressing a kiss on your forehead. “let’s just focus on taking care of you right now, okay?”

you nodded, realising that it was important to take care of yourself after a situation like this. you spent the rest of the night cuddled up to your boyfriend, watching your favorite movie and forgetting about the events earlier. 

you fell asleep in his arms, and peter tucked the blanket around you, smiling at your sleeping figure. whatever happened, peter would always be there to take care of you. ⋆˙⟡♡

#sunshine boy #this just inspired me to write something about a scary experience i had a couple years ago

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gabe and his daughter 🥺 happy fathers day to him only

#gabriel basso

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ok can we discuss the moment in episode 5 in the night agent in the library when Rose said she thought there was someone following her and Peter goes “who?!” and turns with his big ass shoulders to look for anyone around, not bothering to be discreet at all just pure protective instinct and the desire to. eat up anyone who scared Rose

i absolutely DEVOURED this scene omg

i feel like he'd be the most protective boyfriend ngl- he's the typa boyfriend if you got a cut or anything he'd go feral and treat you like a princess, even tending to the smallest paper cut on your finger.

you'd be like, "peter, it's no big deal," and he'd ignore you, pressing a gentle kiss to your cut, then giving you a massive hug.

if you tell him you feel uncomfy in a situation or you feel like someone's watching you weirdly he'd make you his priority, shielding you with his body to hide you from view and making sure you were okay before going to murder whoever scared you.

and he def gives golden retriever personality with a grumpy exterior, but has soft spots for the ppl closest to him. and when someone even looks at his gf he'd be ready to kill fr

i love discussing scenes with u guys <33

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jesus christ…..new necklace guys🫶🏼

#gabriel basso

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two new peter sutherland baby blurbs ⁺˚⋆｡ °✩₊

-> going camping with peter

-> watching peter while he's working out

ps. they're flopping badly so someone help !

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god id be looking at him 24/7….

another! reader watching peter (sutherland) when hes working out

you finally hopped off the treadmill after a long, tiring run, pretty much drenched in sweat and ready to go home. your legs wobbled a bit after stepping off the moving platform, but steadying yourself, you went to go find your boyfriend.

grabbing your water from the floor, you looked around the gym until you spotted your boyfriend by the weights. he hadn’t noticed you, and so you took the opportunity to ogle your perfect boyfriend. just a little. 

peter was ripped. you couldn’t help but admire how hard he’d worked to maintain that physique. you sat down on a bench, nearby, watching him lift over and over again, never once getting tired. 

finally, he put the weights back up, then stretched up to see you staring at him. he smiled, gesturing for you to come over. “wanna go home, princess?” he asked gently, peppering a kiss on the top of your head. 

you nodded, exhausted. “yeah, thanks,” you murmured lightly, reaching for his hand which he let you take gladly. he rubbed his thumb against your palm gently, knowing you had worked yourself out. 

still, he couldn’t stop himself from saying, “don’t think i didn’t notice you ogling me like a complete pyscho,” he said, a grin spreading across his face. 

“peter!” you squealed, laughter escaping your mouth, despite your attempts to muffle it. after calming down, you responded, “i’m allowed to look at my boyfriend, you know.” 

he smiled, giving you a kiss. “of course you are, princess,” he said, his voice soft and loving. “and i’ll always be here to give you something to look at.”

#sunshine boy

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BUTTERFLIES IN MY TUMMY RN!!!! i love him so so much

u asked for peter sutherland requests and i am here to fulfill ur wish <3 going camping with peter!!!!

it was the most perfect night. 

stars lit the sky, shining brightly like you’d never seen them before, living in the city and all. 

the campfire crackled lightly. your s’more accidentally set on fire, and your laughter at the scene in front of you made peter’s eyes brighten with happiness. “i really wanted to eat that,” you said seriously, a frown upon your face. 

your boyfriend pouted playfully in response. “well, i can’t have my pretty girl not having her s’more, can i?” he passed his to you, smiling once he saw the surprised look on your face. “don’t look so shocked, i can be nice sometimes,” he teased. 

you burst out laughing, a honky weird one and all, one that made peter’s heart swell with love. “can we share?” you asked, then added, “don’t want my handsome boyfriend to lose his dessert too.” a smile spread across your face. 

he chuckled at your mischievousness, pulling you closer. “c’mere, sweetheart.”

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to you, this was all you needed. lying with your head on peter’s lap, him listening intently as you pointed out the stars to him. “that’s aries,” you mumbled, guiding his hand to the stars. “it’s one of the zodiac constellations.”

“and that one?” he asked gently, tracing a finger lightly along your arm. you leaned into his touch, feeling warmth spill into your chest. 

“mhm,” you smiled contently. “that’s sirius,” you murmured lightly, face tilted up to the night sky. “the brightest star.”

your boyfriend grinned down at you, his eyes shining with love. “like you,” he murmured. “you’re my brightest star.”

#sunshine boy

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what dating peter sutherland is like part two 💌

• be prepared to have everything done for you whether you ask him to do it or not

• did you offhandedly mention the list of chores you need to do? dont worry about it, peters got it covered

• he likes to cook for you

• before he started dating you, he actually had no clue how to cook anything that wasnt super simple like boxed pasta

• in the early stages of the relationship he took cooking classes to get better and while hes not a professional, he can make you some pretty good homemade meals

• in return, you like to exercise your hobby for baking and make him a lot of sweet treats

• he loves watching competitive baking/cooking shows and no one can tell me otherwise

• you both love to watch them together and will wait until both of you are free to catch up on any episodes you missed

• he’s extremely supportive

• going to a pride parade? he’s there to support you (and everyone there) and have fun!

• a protest perhaps? he’ll stand right next to you with his own sign

• he loves dogs

• he loves being in nature

• any time he gets hurt he recites the names of his favorite basketball players to distract himself from the pain

• his favorite place to be is with you at his cabin

• he loves to give you gifts every once in a while especially if he notices that you’ve been eyeing something specific but havent gotten it for yourself yet

• staying in with you is his preferred way to have a date, hes not fond of being around people too much

• he’ll 100% take you to a restaurant, fancy or otherwise, if you want him to

• most of the time theyre diners or small businesses

• peter knows what having a panic attack is like so he for sure will help you out and have techniques and methods for you to try when you’re having one yourself

• this is inspired by @underoospeterparker wonderful period comfort fic that i requested and its that he will literally take care of Everything

• he’ll put a pad in your underwear for you so it’s all ready to go when you need it

• he’ll warm up a heating pad as soon as you ask

• buys you your favorite snacks and some extra pads or tampons (or whatever you use) when you start your period

• peter is like a human furnace so you like to lay on top of him like he’s a living heating pad for your tummy — he enjoys it very much

• he drives you to your therapy appointments and waits in the car until youre done

• he never asks what you talk about in therapy but you usually tell him anyway

• there arent really any secrets between the two of you

• there might have been some things neither of you wanted to talk about at first but eventually you both share them with one another

• peter is actually really funny and always tries to make you laugh

• playing against you is the only time he feels like he’s good at basketball 😭

• “you’re the one who didnt get into the nba!”

• “at least im tall enough to qualify!”

• he pokes fun at your short stature whenever he can

• peter is 6ft tall so he towers over you

• as hot as he thinks you look when you’re wearing his clothes he also finds it hilarious because theyre so long on you

• shirts? they reach your knees

• pants? always have to be rolled up at your hip otherwise you’ll step on the fabric at the bottom and trip yourself (you did this once and peter was very concerned but also couldnt stop laughing)

• he doesnt look after himself the way you think he should, so you’re always paying attention and making sure he’s eating/hydrating when he needs to and getting enough sleep

• i feel like one year for halloween you make him dress like spiderman because they have the same name and you dress as mary jane and do the iconic upside down spiderman kiss

• you’ve basically christened every single room in his apartment

• he might not like every single hobby you have or everything you have an interest in but he’ll always participate if you ask and you do the same for him

• you own skin safe markers and sometimes when you get bored you like to color in his tattoos. he actually really enjoys it and finds it relaxing

• speaking of tattoos

• when he realizes that you’re the one for him and that he wants to be with you for the rest of his life, he gets a tattoo of your initials on his arm

• when you find out about the tattoo you immediately book an appointment for yourself so you can get his initials tattooed on your hip or maybe your wrist

• when he sees it for the first time he thinks its so sexy that you have his initials permanently on your skin that he makes you orgasm like 5 times

• he knows you love homemade personal care products (soap, bath bombs, things like that) and will buy them for you all the time

• you always call him on your way home from work or whatever it is your doing that day and if you’re stressed he’ll set up a relaxing bath for you for when you get home

• and he goes all out

• he goes through your stash of products and even has new ones ready to add to your collection, a nice lavender bath bomb, some rose petals, ect

• he sets up a speaker to play relaxing music and even puts a small table next to the tub thats got some of your favorite snacks on it along with a bottle of water

• he loves to cuddle

• he is literally so needy when it comes to you and just wants any kind of affection he can get from you

#peter sutherland #peter sutherland x reader #peter sutherland x you #peter sutherland fanfic #peter sutherland fanfiction #the night agent #the night agent fanfic #the night agent fanfiction #sunshine boy #gabriel basso #peter sutherland headcanons

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me vs my millions of ideas…peter sutherland x reader best friends fo lovers inspired by fallin for you by colbie caillat <3

Why, of course, my lovely! Enjoy!

Fallin' For You - Peter Sutherland

Synopsis ! You and Peter are best friends, and you've decided to tell him that you're in love with him. Pairing ! Peter Sutherland x Reader Genres ! Friends-to-lovers, fluff Warnings ! Nothing other than kissing, let me know if I missed something Word Count - 866

" I've been spending all my time Just thinking about ya I don't know what to do I think I'm fallin' for you "

Masterlist Request Guide

As you stood next to Peter at the New Year’s Eve party, you tried very hard not to look at him. You failed, of course. Peter was your best friend, but that wasn’t the reason why you were continuously stealing glances at him.

Over the course of your friendship, from meeting at the coffee shop just a few blocks from your apartment building to celebrating holidays together because neither of you had family in the area—like tonight, with Cisco hosting the party to celebrate the coming new year—you had gone from thinking of Peter as a friend to wanting so much more than that.

You never thought you’d fall for him, but in the past few months, you’d done nothing but think of him. God, you couldn’t stop. Peter occupied your mind as you drove to work, as you cooked dinner, and hell, even as you fell asleep.

This onslaught of intrusive thoughts started perhaps a few weeks after the metro bombing, and for a few reasons. First, Peter had called you, not his fiancée, when he was in the hospital after the accident. That one had puzzled you. Zoe was at home, and you were at work. Maybe it was because you were employed at a hospital, but he still called you first.

Second, Zoe left him not long after the bombing. Packed up her bags and went back to Texas. You had thought she was a nice enough girl, but her leaving didn’t bother you in the slightest, and that was when you realized your feelings for Peter.

Lastly, Peter was always there for you, physically and figuratively. If he didn’t feel like driving all the way to his apartment after a shift, he’d cut out five minutes of his drive and crash at your place. If you were sick, he’d come over with soup and your favorite movies. If you had car trouble, Peter would show up with whatever tools he had and try to fix the problem even though he was definitely not a mechanic.

Peter was a person you’d never had in your life before, and that made you want him even more than you already did.

You wanted to tell him how you felt, how you he was always on your mind, how you had fallen for him hard.

How much you loved him.

You were a coward though, completely pathetic. One minute, you were ready to declare your feelings with no doubts in your mind, and the next, you had your tail between your legs as you ran away. There was never a right time, but as you stood there next to him on New Year’s Eve, you figured that now was a good a time as any.

Your heart pounded in your chest as the clock showed 11:59pm. “Peter,” you called as people around you started to count down.

Peter turned to you, putting a glass of champagne into your hands. “What’s up?”

“I have something to tell you.”

Forty-five.

A worried look flashed across Peter’s eyes, and you laughed, pressing a hand to your chest. “Oh, no. It’s nothing bad. Well, at least I hope not.”

Forty.

“I just wanted to say…God, I don’t even know how I want to say this.”

Thirty-five.

Peter furrowed his brow. “You definitely have me concerned now.”

“You’re my best friend, Peter.”

Thirty.

“You’re my best friend, too,” he replied, a soft smile curling at his lips.

You swallowed, biting your lip. “I don’t…”

Twenty-five.

“I don’t think I want to be friends anymore,” you breathed, wiping the sweat off your palms. Had someone turned up the heat?

Twenty.

Peter, no longer concerned, was filled with confusion. “What do you mean? Did I do something to make you angry?”

Fifteen.

“No,” you insisted, waving your free hand in the air. “No, you did nothing wrong. It’s just…”

Ten.

“I’ve fallen for you, Peter. I don’t want to be friends anymore because I want to be something more.”

Five.

Peter stared at you as the crowd of people began counting down. “You what?”

“I love you, Peter.”

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

“HAPPY NEW YEAR!” Everyone exclaimed, except for you and Peter.

You didn’t shout in celebration because you were lowering your head in embarrassment, but Peter’s reason was because he hooked a hand around your waist and pulled you in for a kiss.

When his lips touched yours, you gasped in surprise, and Peter took the opportunity to deepen the kiss. He was soft and gentle and tasted of champagne and mint. The cheers around you disappeared into nothing as you and Peter began the new year in each other’s embrace.

Peter pulled away, the cheers dying down, and looked into your eyes, a mischievous gleam sparkling in his own. “We must think alike,” he said.

“Why?”

He grinned, setting butterflies loose in your stomach. “Because I had planned to tell you that I love you, too, only after midnight.”

“I guess you were too late,” you replied teasingly.

Peter shook his head, tugging you towards him again. “Better late than never,” he mumbled as he kissed you again, Cisco hollering in delight at his two friends finally getting together.

It may be a little short, but it's full of fluffy goodness.

#sunshine

[sutherkins]

keeping this saved in my notes like actually

peter sutherland masterlist

DRABBLES (from newest to oldest) ⋆˚✿˖°⋆˚✿˖°⋆˚✿˖°

❤︎ - fluff, ☁️ - angst

overstimulation: one where you have ADHD and get a panic attack ❤︎☁️

cold comfort: one where you walk to his house in the pouring rain and can't seem to get warm (so you cuddle<3) ❤︎

cramping: one where he comforts you on your period ❤︎

wounded: one where you're injured on a mission ❤︎☁️

kidnapped pt2: one where peter finally finds you ❤︎☁️

kidnapped pt1: one where you're kidnapped, and you're forced to call the night agent line ☁️

#sunshine boy

[sutherkins]

peter sutherland masterlist

DRABBLES (from newest to oldest) ⋆˚✿˖°⋆˚✿˖°⋆˚✿˖°

❤︎ - fluff, ☁️ - angst

overstimulation: one where you have ADHD and get a panic attack ❤︎☁️

cold comfort: one where you walk to his house in the pouring rain and can't seem to get warm (so you cuddle<3) ❤︎

cramping: one where he comforts you on your period ❤︎

wounded: one where you're injured on a mission ❤︎☁️

kidnapped pt2: one where peter finally finds you ❤︎☁️

kidnapped pt1: one where you're kidnapped, and you're forced to call the night agent line ☁️

[sutherkins]

i accidentally found out where gabriel lives and i dont like having this information…i just wanted to know what his hometown was bc i was curious and they put his current address there too😭