lgbtq+ modern Disney couples ♥ Peter Pan & Wendell Darling
“But – where are we going?” Peter had taken Wendell’s hand and was guiding him toward the nursery window.
“To Neverland!” exclaimed Peter.
“Neverland…” Wendell said with a sigh, entranced with the idea of finally seeing the world from his stories.
“You’ll never have to grow up there!”
Peter was already floating out in the crisp winter air and Wendell had stepped up onto the window bench when he suddenly pulled his hand away and began to withdraw back into the nursery, talking wildly. “Now just a minute, I – let me see know, I’ll have to pack, oh and I must leave a note for when I’ll be back, of course I couldn’t stay too long, and then I have to - oh, but, Neverland!“ The mermaids, the pirates, the Lost Boys, his stories coming to life was almost too much to handle. “Oh, I – I’m so happy, I…” Wendell looked up at Peter, his head cocked to the side, his ginger hair falling across his forehead, his button nose, his eyelashes, his lips… and Wendell’s emotions overflowed and reformed into an idea: “I think I’ll give you a… a kiss.”
Peter scratched his head. “What’s a… a kiss?” he asked, although the shadow of a smile betrayed him.
“Oh, well, uh,” stammered Wendell, taking a step toward Peter, “I’ll show you.” Wendell closed his eyes, leaned in to kiss Peter on the lips – and instead was interrupted by sharp and sudden pain in the back of his head that made him cry out in pain and stumble backwards.
“Stop!” cried Peter, and Wendell opened his eyes to see that the boy of his dreams was now bounding about the room, using his cap to try to catch what looked like a flying ball of light. “Stop it, Tink!”
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