I let out a sigh and kick my feet up on one of the fallen tree trunks and put my hands behind my neck. Today was a long day , from running to one side of Neverland and back across a few times today , It was safe to say that I was extremely tired.
It's been a few months since the flying incident. A lot has happened since then , for instance I became one of Peters most trusted "lost boys" I still argue with Peter but he just calls me a lost boy to mess with me and the biggest difference was , Peter and I began dating a little over two months now.
It was weird for the both of us to be dating , at the start especially. I mean from one day arguing about him sitting way to close to me and then the next to us both complaining that we are to far apart , it was a big change , but we both made it work.
I never would have took Peter to be a softie but with the past two months of dating that thought was abolished. As if we started dating it's like a switch went off in his head and he changed into a somewhat caring person , I say somewhat caring because he hasn't changed much towards the lost boys , I mean he has his days where he lets them off not doing a few things but he still make sure that they all know he is in charge and not some whipped lost puppy.
And I say "whipped lost puppy" because that's what all the lost boys call Peter since we began dating cause they all think he's head over heals in love and that he will do absolute anything for me . I just laugh off what they say , I mean Peter definitely has changed.
But he's not as whipped as they say he is , I mean being in a relationship with anyone it is a normal thing to hug them , give them a kiss or tell them how much they mean to you but I guess with the other guys it was strange for them to see Peter doing all of these things.
At the start of the relationship I was very surprised at all of peter's loving gestures , I never took him to be a romantic but he proved me wrong.
It's a nice feeling being cared and loved for after all this time from being away from my family and friends.
I was currently sat down on one of the logs by the campfire as I watched the boys around me dance and laugh.
"Hey" a voice came from behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw Peter walk towards me.
"Hi" I grin and turn back around , Peter sits down next to me and wraps his arm around me.
"I haven't seen you around at all today" Peter sighs.
"I was busy as per usual , nothing new " I said shaking my head , letting out a soft giggle at the end.
"I missed you" he said resting his head on my shoulder.
"Someone's clingy" I joked and poked his side with my elbow , Peter groaned In Annoyance but soon after nuzzled further into my side.
"You have a camp to run" I say.
"But I have a girlfriend to catch up with" he counters.
"But you have you lost boys to catch up with , I think you're just proving their point of them calling you a 'whipped lost puppy' I'm really looking forward to the comments later" I laugh and he groans again.
"I hate you" he grumbles and reluctantly lets go of me and stands up.
"Love you to" I laugh.
"Later , you have no choice but to suffer a long cuddling session" he says in a matter of fact tone.
"Oh the terror , how will I survive" I say sarcastically.
"I dunno" he says and laughs.
"See you later" he says and kisses my forehead and walks off.
I shake my head and continue to watch the boys mess around for the rest of the night.
This is very short and bad sorry , it was an old draft and I just finished off where I left off . I remember when I was writing this I went completely blank and I was still blank when finishing up on it 😅
