Could you write an imagine where the reader spends the night over at Peter’s and in the morning it’s just super fluffy and stuff??

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You breathed out sleepily as the light shining through Peter’s pale blue curtains woke you up gently. As you opened your eyes, a smile spread across your face.

Peter had his arms wrapped loosely around your waist, and his head nestled in the area between your shoulder and neck. Whenever he moved his head in his sleep, he unconsciously nuzzled his nose against your neck. His legs were tangled with yours, and he was snoring softly.

With the hand that wasn’t pinned under your sleeping boyfriend, you reached for your phone and opened the camera. Changing it to the front camera, you took a quick picture of Peter cuddling you. Your smile widened at how adorable he looked.

Returning your phone to his bedside table, you rolled over to face him so that he still had his arms around you, but you could now cuddle him back and rest your forehead against his. Just as you were starting to fall asleep again, he began to wake up.

“Morning,” he mumbled sleepily, his arms tightening around you. You scooted down slightly so that your head was resting against his chest.

“Morning handsome,” you replied with a grin, knowing that the pet name would make him blush adorably. Looking up, you saw you were right.

“You look beautiful,” Peter told you, pressing a lazy kiss to the top of your head and rolling onto his back. You cuddled closer to him, propping your chin on his chest so you could look at him.

“Can we just stay like this forever?” he asked quietly, stroking your cheek gently. You smiled, leaning into his touch and closing your eyes.

“We should,” you replied, placing your hand over his. “Getting out of bed’s overrated anyway.”

He chuckled, still staring at you with his beautiful brown eyes. You reached out and ran a hand through his brown curls, still tousled and flattened on one side from sleeping.

“I love you,” you mumbled, barely loud enough for him to hear. He did hear though, and a grin bigger than any you’d ever seen spread across his sleepy face.

“I love you too,” Peter replied, wrapping his arms around you again and pulling you closer to him. “Always.”

(I also have a fic about the reader staying over at Peter’s, you can read it here! https://misswinchester221b.tumblr.com/post/151299041320/toothpaste-kisses )