Peter Pan/ Robbie Kay imagines

Cold Fire

I am freezing. I am currently in my tent. If I go out to the bonfire I have to see and talk to Pan. I rather not. My teeth chatter and I'm shaking. I rub my arms fast and try to sleep. I turn over pulling my arms in my shirt for warmth. I hear the fabric of my tent open." Are you okay?" "J-just p-perfect." I chatter. The one and only Peter Pan is in my tent." You look and sound freezing." "Well I am kinda in short shorts and a t shirt." He chuckles and forms a fireball. He tosses it to the small fireplace in the middle of my tent."thanks." "No problem. Do you need a blanket?" "Please." He forms on and hands it to me. I nod as a thank you. I curl up into a ball and Pan begins to walk out." Stay please?" "Of course." He begins to take off his shirt revealing his toned perfect body. He curls but behind me and I put out the fire. It becomes dark."Good night." "Night." I feel his arm snake around my waist pulling me closer to his chest. I smile and curl into him. I feel a kiss lay on my neck and then silence fills the air.

I have been inspired. I know you probably won't read this or comment or request so yeah.