breathe
prompt: "let me see"
whumpee: peter sutherland
fandom: the night agent
hi here's the part 2 to this fic from day 18. i hope you like it, i had a really good time writing both of these :)
Peter steps off the plane at Dulles in the early evening. He feels slightly better than he had on the first flight, having now gotten a good deal of sleep, and having bought some extra-strength painkillers and a ridiculously overpriced meal at JFK. At the very least, he’s not so exhausted and the pain is more manageable and he no longer feels nauseous with hunger.