(Y/N) was laying in bed trying to sleep off her headache. She felt like she was dying. "Hey, babe. You okay?" Peter asked walking into the treehouse. (Y/N) groaned. She had a cold and she felt like it'd never end. "Yeah, I guess I'm okay. I feel like shit." She groaned. Peter sighed. He hated seeing (Y/N) sick. She wasn't her usual bubbly self and he missed seeing her happy smile. "I don't like you being sick." Peter said sadly. He climbed into bed beside her and pulled her body closer to his. (Y/N) cuddled into his chest and sniffled. Him being beside her made her feel better. She was finally about to go to sleep when she sneezed. "Oh my gosssh." She whined. Peter waved his hand and he got a tissue to hand to (Y/N). "Thanks." She blew her nose before settling back down against his chest. Peter held her close and leaned down to kiss her but she moved so he'd kiss her cheek. "I'm not getting you sick Peter.." She continued but Peter moved quickly and kissed her lips only for a second. "Peter!" She said. "Hey, I'd rather spend a million sick days in bed with you then feel good without you feeling good with me. I love you (Y/N)." Peter whispered sweetly.
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Robbie Kay Imagines
FanfictionA bunch of random Robbie Kay/Peter Pan stories. I post them on my instagram account @robbiepanimagines . I take requests on there on in comments on here as well. Just figured I'd share them on wattpad also. Hope you enjoy!
