Robbie Kay Imagines

Imagine #27

"I'm the best rock skipper in Neverland! Ask the boys. You stand no chance against me." Peter announced. "You're so conceited." (Y/N) groaned. Peter only laughed.  "Yes. I am very conceited." (Y/N) was beginning to get annoyed with Peter. "Peter, do you even know what conceited means?" (Y/N) asked. "Of course I do!! I know everything." Peter lied. He had absolutely no idea what conceited meant. "Well are we gonna skip rocks or what?" He said, changing the subject. They both picked up the smoothest rocks on the bank and chucked them at the water. Peter's skipped 3 times and (Y/N)'s only skipped 2. "I win!! In your face!! Haha!! I AM the best!! I told you I would be." Peter grinned from ear to ear. (Y/N) was frustrated with Peter and in her fury ran away to the treehouse. Peter called after her but she knew he wouldn't catch up. When she got into the tree house she sat down angrily. Peter flew to the tree house as quick as a whip. (Y/N) had forgotten this trait of Peter's. "What's wrong, girl?" Peter asked confused. (Y/N) sighed. "You brag about everything.  It's annoying." She complained. Peter thought this over and came to the conclusion he was sorry. He ssat down beside her and sat his head on her shoulder. "I'm sorry." He mumbled unconvincingly. (Y/N) had a cheery spirit, however and forgave him. "It's fine, Peter." She said in a voice as sweet as honey. Peter looked up at her grinning happily. His dimples were showing and it made (Y/N) giggle. She was affectionate of Peter but didn't know how to show it. "Peter, have you ever kissed someone?" She asked nervously. She scooted closed to him and he shook his head. "What's a kiss?" He asked, as any little boy without an interest in love would say. "Well, a kiss is.. a kiss is.. well, I'll show you." (Y/N) said leaning in quickly.  She kissed his lips gently and Peter pulled back unexpecting this surprise. "Did I do something wrong?" (Y/N) asked worriedly. "No. Can we try that again?" Peter asked. Without waiting for an answer, Peter leaned in and kissed (Y/N). When they pulled back Peter's face was as red as the redman's and (Y/N) wasn't much better. "I kinda like that, uh-" Peter stuttered. "Kiss?" "Yeah, a kiss."