Peter/YB X Female Reader //Partners In Crime//

Chapter 23: Feelings For Him?

Y/N POV

Me and Peter were in the front while Alan was in the back, keeping pressure on his gun shot wound.
  "I swear Y/N... Every time I see you... I get fucking shot or injured." Alan growled.
  "You've been shot one time. And by the way, it's your fault this time. Not mine." I said.
  "I blame your fucking boyfriend." Alan said.
  "Oh so you blame me?" Peter asked, rolling his eyes.
  "He's not my boyfriend!" I yelled.
  "Hmm... I think otherwise." Peter mumbled.
  "You are not my boyfriend! You're my partner! Nothing more!" I growled.
  "Nah. You're just in denial, darling." Peter said.
  "Will you 2 shut up and just drive!" Alan shouted.
  "Oh shut it. It's not like you're gonna die." I said.
  "Oh you bitch!" Alan growled.
  "Watch your fucking tone!" Peter snarled, looking back to face Alan.
  "Ok quiet you 2!" I yelled.

// Time Skip //

It was 7:30pm and me and Peter had just left the hospital after dropping off Alan. We had called an Uber to bring us back to the Diamond Eyed Serpent. The drive was silent. Once we got back, we hopped into our car and headed home.
  "That was a waste of fucking time." I muttered.
  "You get anything out of the Ricky or whatever that guys name was?" Peter asked.
  "Nope. Other than a few threats." I said.
  "So we heading back there tonight?" Peter asked.
  "Yup. Find anything that was on the map?" I asked.
Peter smirked and nodded.
  "I know a perfect way in." He said.
  "That's good." I said.
  "How about you?" He asked.
  "Meh. Heather works there though. I thought maybe I could get a name from her, but nope." I explained.
  "Heather?" Peter muttered, clearly confused.
  "Oh you know. The one I was talking to on that smoke break awhile back." I said.
  "Oh... Her..." He sighed, glancing out the window.
We pulled into the parking lot of the hotel. I went to get out but Peter grabbed my arm. I turned to face him.
  "What?" I asked.
  "I'm really only seen as a partner to you?" He asked.
I hesitated.
  "Look. It was just a bet. Nothing more." I said, pulling my arm away and getting out of the car.
I walked towards the entrance.
  "Y/N wait." Peter said.
I stopped, turning around and folding my arms.
  "Peter... Look. You're a sweet guy and all, but I say we're better off partners." I explained.
  "If you're worried about Clementine finding out, she won't. I promise. We can keep this our little secret. Just give me a chance." He said.
I sighed. I don't wanna have to be a dick to him, but if he's gonna do this shit, I may not have a choice.
  "Don't piss me off, Cockbite." I growled.
We stood silently. Peter looked down and sighed.
  "I... I really love you..." Peter muttered.
  "Well stop loving me then." I said, turning and walking into the hotel.
I walked up to the room, pulling out my key card. I felt that guilt come back. But this time it was worse. I walked into the room, sitting down at the island. I pulled out a bottle of wine.
  "I don't think you should drink before a mission again." Peter said.
  "It's just wine this time." I muttered, pouring some into a glass.
  "I'm... Gonna get changed quick." Peter said.
I nodded, taking a sip.

Peter's POV

I walked into my room, shutting the door. Maybe she was just stressed? She told me she loved me. She did. She wouldn't lie, would she? I just mentally sighed in frustration, walking over and grabbing some clothes off my bed. I quickly changed and walked back out. Y/N had already changed and was now sitting on her bed. She looked up at me, giving me a half smile.
  "I was thinking... Maybe after the mission is complete... We could be something..." She said, standing up and walking over to me.
  "Really?" I asked, shocked.
She nodded.
  "I just don't want a relationship interfering with our work right now." She said.
  "Of course. I understand, darling." I said.
She hugged me. I smiled and hugged her back.
  "Sorry for being a jerk earlier." She muttered.
  "Don't worry about it, love." I said.
She pulled away and walked over to her bed, grabbing her hand guns.
  "Now we should probably head out." She said.
  "Agreed." I said.

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