Peter Pan Imagines

Not So Darling

Requested on Tumblr:

"#32 Robbie Kay omg plz"

"Can you make a #65 with Robbie please? :)"

"Can you do a Peter Pan x Reader where the reader and him are together, and Wendy comes back and Peter spends more time with her and so the reader gets jealous and won't talk to Pan and he gets scared and tries to make her talk to him and it's really fluffy :)"

((32. "Why the fuck would you think about losing weight?" and 65. "Shut up, you're perfect."))

Warnings: swearing

(Also, I have nothing against Wendy Darling, her character, or the amazing actor who plays her)

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There are some emotions that the human body just can't help but feel, no matter how hard we try to stop them. You can try to hide or cover up these emotions, but somehow they always seem be stick around, lingering over your head as if to taunt you.

Jealousy is one of those emotions, because no matter how hard you try to look away from whatever the problem is, there's always gonna be that one part of you that tells you to sneak a glance. No matter how hard you try to avoid the problem, your mind somehow always wanders back to it.

You frowned as you glanced up at her. She was, in the simplest term, absolutely and utterly perfect, flawless in fact. She had no flaws, not evenone that you could see.

Her eyes were gorgeous, her hair was gorgeous, her body, her voice, everything! There was not a single thing that she had to hide or cover up, no embarrassing qualities she couldn't fix if she found out about it.

She bounced around the fire along with the boys, her flipping wildly behind her, but in the most pretty way possible. She looked so happy, her perfect teeth showing behind her perfect lips as she grinned. Her eyes practically sparkled, and it made you want to puke as you though of how terrible you were compared to such an angelic looking human.

A bit of the tiny shirt she wore flew up, revealing a patch of the pale skin on her flat stomach. You looked to the ground, your arms coming up to wrap around your own bigger tummy.

You could feel tears burning at the backs of your eyes, but you refused to let them do more than that. They would stay put, just like you would stay put on the damn log you sat on, just like every other night.

Wendy pouted a bit at the other boys, dismissing herself from the activity to go sit on one of the logs beside you. You looked up, smiling at her the best you could with how low you were feeling.

She returned the smile, but then glanced down towards your arms wrapped around your stomach. She smiled once more as she looked back up at your face, though it looked a bit more half-hearted than the first one. She then looked out to watch the boys, eyes shining bright in the glow of the fire.

As your eyes flickered back down to the dirt, a deep voice called out from the other side of the fire.

"Hey!" The low voice hollered, grabbing the attention of you and the girl beside you.

Pan came marching over, weaving through the boys in his way, and stopped in front of the two of you. A side smile was shown brightly on his face, his cheeks flushed from the hot weather mixed with the atmosphere of the camp.

"Would you like to come dance?" He asked, and you smiled at his question, looking up to meet his eyes.

But they weren't looking at you.