Peter pan/ Robbie Kay imagines

You left me a voicemail

Light sMuT and cussing

"Robbie are you kidding me right now?!" You yelled out. You were currently getting his voicemail from lunch that day, one you didn't have a chance to listen to. Your boyfriend was cringing on the couch while you stood in the kitchen. You listened to the end of the message, which was him calling you earlier at work to tell you that he had to cancel your plans for Friday.
You groaned in aggravation and tossed your phone onto the counter. Storming into the living room you glared at the boy, "We live together, and you left me a fucking voicemail?"
He sheepishly shrugged, "I thought you would have listened to it at your lunch break, been upset, and then been cooled off by the time you got home."
You only rolled your eyes, "And when I didn't say anything about it? You didn't think to tell me about it?"
His face took a guilty look, "I didn't want to tell you in person because of how upset you got last time."
You felt like screaming. You ran your hands through your hair and breathed through your nose. "I honestly don't even know what to say to you right now. This is the fourth time you've gone and canceled on me. My cousin's birthday party, date night, going out with my friends, now you're missing dinner with my parents! Robbie this is getting ridiculous!"
"I know Y/N!" He yelled back, "But I can't help it! You know how my job can get!"

You let out a sigh, you knew that it was his job, but at the same time you felt like the boy didn't even try to change things around. "Fine." You turned and started to walk to your bedroom. You heard Robbie call out to you. You didn't say anything to him, just walked into the bedroom, grabbed a pillow and blanket you kept in the closet and tossed it at him before shutting the door and locking it. You heard him yell out in protest, but you simply turned on the tv and stayed in the room for the night.
For the next week you didn't say much to him, only what was needed. That didn't mean you didn't take revenge.
You would do little things that you knew got him riled up. Walking around the apartment in the pair of shorts that were too short for public, stretching in the living room in only shorts and a sports bra, even teasing kisses or lingering touches that would only last a few seconds. He knew what you were doing and it was frustrating him to the point where he finally cracked.
You had just gotten a shower and you were currently standing in your room looking for a change of clothes. As you rifled through your dresser you heard a person clear their throat. Glancing up you saw Robbie leaning against the doorway. You cocked an eyebrow, "Can I help you?"
He didn't say anything but instead walked to you, he propped his hands on your dresser and caged you in. His green eyes smoldering down at you as he said, "I've notice that you've been quite a tease all week." You didn't say anything, and he stepped forward causing you to hit the back of the dresser and him to be pressed up against you. "It wouldn't happen to have anything to do with last week now would it?"
You let out a slight chuckle and rolled your eyes, "Do you really think I'm that petty?"
Robbie smiled down at you, placing his hands on your hips he leaned down and whispered in your ear, "Sweetheart, we've been together for three years now, I know you're that petty."
He started to kiss up and down your neck, leaving a tingly feeling where his lips once were. You instinctively tilted you head back, giving him better access. He got a slight smirk at your reaction, bringing his head up he captured your lips with his. You instantly melted into the brown haired boy, years of being together caused that.
Your lips moved together frantically, it was evident that Robbie was frustrated. A plan was made in your mind and you started to back him up. The two of you ended up at your shared bed, you pushed him down and he looked at you, his cheeks were flushed and his eyes were twinkling.
You smirked at him as you slowly slipped your towel off. It hit the floor and his green eyes flickered down to you. Placing your hand on his shoulder you climbed onto him, effectively straddling him. You captured his lips with yours and ran your fingers through his hair. Tugging at the end of his shirt you pulled it over his head, you lips reconnected and the two of you were moving frantically. You started grind your hips to his, and he let out a moan at the movement. You ran your hands down his chest and kissed down his neck, sucking here and there. His hands gripped your hips and helped you grind against him. You made a move for his belt, and started to undo it.
In that moment you froze and pulled your head back. Robbie opened his eyes and looked at you, confusion painted over his face, "Everything alright love?"
You said nothing as you pulled yourself off of him, picking up your towel you grabbed your clothes and started to leave your room. "Y/N!"
You stopped at the doorway and looked at him over the shoulder, sheer panic was over his face as he stared at you, "Oh sorry, guess you didn't get my voicemail. I have to cancel, I have other things I have to do." You gave him a smile and left, satisfaction filling you as you heard groan and yell at you for being a tease.
You had gone out for the day, taking care of errands and visiting your parents before returning back to your apartment at seven. When you walked in you saw the place was empty and completely silent. You weren't sure where Robbie was at the moment, but you made your way to the kitchen to grab a drink while checking your phone to see if he had texted you.
As you were grabbing a glass you heard a moan come from your bedroom. Your face scrunched up in confusion as you placed the counter on the glass, "Robbie?" you called out. No response came. You made your way to the door and swung it open. You stood in shock at the sight in front of you. Your face was completely stunned at the sight of Robbie sitting on your bed pleasuring himself.
"Y/N! You're home!" He shouted, he tried to get off the bed or cover himself, you weren't sure since it was a lot of flustering on his part. You laughed as his face became bright red. You gave him a smile and said, "That just added two more weeks." Before turning around and leaving the room.