* 𝓦𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 .ᐟ

i'll take a bruise， i know you're worth it. when you hit me， hit me hard.

im glad you’re getting better !

i’ve been good! how about you ?

maybe they will ! i’ve heard about those books . i’m sure the lost boys would be entertained .

and here, gifts meant you admired the one you were giving them to, hence why pan had a lot of them. “ it's different here to where you're from, wendy. ” but at the mention of the pirate, he sighs. “ unfortunately, i found no pirate under that name. but i swear ⎯

Sister .

“ it was nothing. ” he shrugs like it was no big deal. after all, to him, it was just flowers. they were just a gift like the bracelet. but hearing the word, feelings, he definitely arched his brows up at that. “ you're right. i am not the right person ⎯

yeah, don't tell anyone.

oh, that's fine. i do that a lot too.

why do you think you're stupid?

“ well, because you made it. the lost boys gift me anything they can, but you? it means more coming from you. ” he's definitely going soft but he needed to be tough like he normally is. forget girls, peter. he kept telling himself. but he noticed that she ⎯