Robbie Kay/Peter Pan Imagines

Robbie Kay Imagine

It was New Years eve, which in other words was everyone's idea of getting drunk and having a good time without being judged. Well, not you anyway. Even though you lived in New York, you couldn't care less about the fireworks and drinking and kisses. You preferred to sit in your room with a bowl of popcorn and your favorite soda, watching Netflix under your fuzzy blanket. Sure, you wish you had a boyfriend, and a New Year's kiss... But it was whatever.

You turned on your favorite show, Once Upon A Time, and sat down ready to watch the clock count down by yourself. But then, you hear a slight tapping sound outside your window. You look out, seeing no one on the fire escape. You gaze out at all the people in Times Square, cheering and hollering, ready for the ball to drop in the next 10 minutes.

You sigh quietly, turning away. Then you feel a tight grip wrapping around your wrist and pulling you back towards the window, and you let out the loudest scream you could.

"(Y/N)!! Calm down! It's just me!" You hear a British voice exclaim. You stop screaming and turn around to see your friend Robbie grinning back at you.

"That wasn't funny Robbie." You say seriously, giving him a glare before sitting back down on your bed.

"Actually, I think it was pretty hilarious." He chuckled, climbing through your window. "What are you doing in your room by yourself on New Year's Eve?" He asks, sitting down beside you on the bed.

"I'm not much of a party person..." You say, taking a bite of popcorn and looking at him with a smile.

"Yes, I know." He said, taking a handful of popcorn and stuffing it in his mouth. He sits back against the wall like you, getting comfortable. You can't help but notice just how close he is sitting next to you, your thighs basically on top of each other.

You watch your show for a few minutes, Robbie making a few side comments here and there like "dang she's a bitch" or, "holy mother she's hot". You notice the time on your phone, letting you know there was only 3 minutes until midnight.

"Hey, do you want to maybe... go out on the fire escape or something to watch the ball drop?" Robbie asks, sitting up straight.

"Um, yeah sure." You agree, standing up from your bed before climbing out your window. Robbie followed suit, taking a seat beside you on the small chairs you always had out there. You shiver slightly, wishing you had grabbed a sweatshirt. Sure you were right outside your bedroom, but you were way too lazy to go get one. Oh well.

"Are you cold?" Robbie asks.

"No, I'm fine." You deny, even though your shivering gave it away.

"You are such a terrible liar." He laughed, taking off his sweatshirt. You couldn't help but look when he pulled it off, bringing up the T-shirt he had underneath it. Holy shit he has abs...

He gave you his sweatshirt, smirking when he realized you had been staring. "Like what you see?" He asks smugly.

"Oh, um..." You laugh nervously, looking away quickly before putting on the sweatshirt. It smelled like his cologne, only with a bit of mint to it... His toothpaste?

Wait, who cares? You were wearing Robbie's sweatshirt.

"Have you ever had a New Year's kiss (Y/N)?" He asked, startling you from your thoughts.

"Sorry, what?" You choked, realizing what he had just asked you. He chuckled lightly, turning to face you completely, then repeated his question.

"Oh, um no..." KISS ME GOD DAMMIT! You yelled internally, but you could barely make out a sentence. You liked Robbie a lot, too bad he was too dumb to see it.

"(Y/N), I just wanted to tell you that-" but he was cut off when the people in Times Square started counting down. He turned his head to watch, but you only looked at what mattered. Him.

When the ball finally dropped, he looked at you with a big smile on his face, and your heart melted. You loved his smile, and him in general...

"Happy New Year's." He said, and before you knew it he had pulled you in for a kiss. You sat there for a second, stunned. But then you started to kiss back, and the fireworks were happening inside you as well as in the street below you.

When you finally broke the kiss, you stared at each other for what seemed like forever. You gulped as he put your small hand in his larger ones.

"(Y/N), I was going to say that I have liked you for a while... And I was wondering... If maybe, you know, wanted to-"

"Yes." You say, smiling at him. His eyes lit up, a huge grin plastering his features.

"Really?" He asked excitedly.

"Yes!" You squeal and stand up at the same time he does, wrapping your arms around his neck. He wraps his arms around your waist, laughing happily before giving you a slow kiss on the lips. It was amazing how many butterflies you got, and you hoped he felt the same. Robbie gave you a kiss on the forehead and you smiled into his neck, blushing wildly. Best New Year's ever.