Peter 100% has season tickets. He never misses a game, not unless he’s knee deep in a case, that is.
While he can’t play professionally anymore, baseball is still his most loved hobby, face lighting up whenever you ask about his favorite players, and Peter can rattle off the entire history of the sport when prompted.
Peter has an impressive collection of baseball jerseys and caps and admittedly, he loves when you raid his closet. As soon as he sees you in one of his oversized jerseys, falling just beneath your fingertips, Peter inhales deeply, leaning back in his chair and letting his eyes rake up and down your body.
“You ready, baby? Don’t wanna be late” you tease. Peter swallows thickly, donning a cap of his own and following you out the door.
Once you reach your seats, Peter leans over and gives you a quick kiss on your cheek before getting up to purchase snacks for the two of you. Carmel corn, in particular, is his favorite. Every game you both try to see who has the better aim and can throw the most pieces of the salty, sugary treat into each other’s mouths. Of course, Peter has the better aim, smirking confidently when he tells you your consolation prize.
Throwing a strong arm over your shoulder and pulling you close, you feel his movements every time he sits up in his seat, cheering for the team when they hit a home run or groaning when he disagrees with the umpire, rubbing his thigh and squeezing his knee for support.
A warm feeling floods your chest when you see Peter looking so happy, knowing that he’s often so stressed at work. He deserves to let loose and enjoy himself as much as possible.
When his team finally wins, Peter has the widest smile on his face. Laughing, you kiss his lips and take his hands in yours as you file out of the stadium. Peter recounts little details of the game on your way home with such enthusiasm you can’t help but return his excitement.
Falling into bed, Peter thanks you for coming to the game with him as he kisses down your body, pulling your panties to the side before looking back up at you.