A/N: Just a little Pemma drabble. Originally it was going to be this extensive thing, but I sort of gave up on that after the third try. What can I say? I drank too much last night... The title is from the Paramore song.
When your life's in shambles, sometimes it's easier to hide in the darkness. It's easier to distract yourself by simple realities. But what can you do when a ray of sunshine finds its way to your black corner and won't leave?
That's the question Peter asks himself this morning as he wakes up. Nathan was a huge part of his life- maybe the biggest part. The last few months without him have been hell. Or they were. At least until last night. That was when his own personal glimmer of light turned into a full-blown sunbeam.
He smiles as he glances down at Emma, curled up against his bare chest, and puts his arm gently around her. She was the only thing keeping him sane over the past months, and she had absolutely no idea. Yeah, Peter decides. He's gonna be okay. They're gonna be okay.