Peter Pan Imagines

Rosy Cheeks

Your arms wrapped around my form, warm and safe. I nuzzled into your chest as the tears streamlined from my cheeks. Down they fell, onto the cool fallen leaves on the ground down, down below. Your short light brown hair smelled faintly of ash and sea water, the most lovely scent imaginable. I looked up into your brilliant green eyes, those eyes full of pain and experience. I couldn't help but imagine what things were without you, without your precious emeralds watching me from afar. My cheeks grew rosy and blush colored as I stared as did yours I felt my legs dangling beneath me from this tree branch we sat on, like the world didn't matter. Nothing mattered except you. You looked down at my lips and began to lean in slowly. I felt your tender lips embrace mine with a soft yet incredible magic I'd never before experienced. Time had stopped now, and that was okay. I never wanted to leave this moment, I wanted to stay here with you, to be held in your embrace forever. I love you.