The Monster Inside Peter Pan (ouat)//(Robbie...
Peter Pan never thought he'd ever do anything selfless. He never thought he'd want to die. He never thought he'd be able to love. He never thought he'd see all consuming love in someone's eyes as they looked at him.
Yet Peter Pan hadn't met Alianna.
That girl. That girl that gave everything up in a heartbeat to save her brother. The girl he tortured and tormented for his pleasure. The girl who refused to see the world in black and white, but preferred varying shades of grey. Pan knew that he was black, pitch black, and that there was no redemption for him, yet she insisted that he was only a dark, dark shade of grey.
Had she not seen that speck of white, things would've been so much simpler for both of them. For when the moment Pan had been waiting all his life finally came, he did the the only thing he'd never thought he'd do.
Little sneak peek of Pan's letters:
Oh god, I loved her. I loved her so much, and it pained me for her to remain ignorant of my feelings. Because that night, I realized that seeing her and hearing her wasn't enough. I wanted to smell her scent, feel her soft skin against mine, taste her lips. But I wanted more than that. I wanted her to love me too. I wanted her to love me for everything that I was. The good and the bad, the light and the dark. I wanted her to love me like only she could, accepting the entirety of my deeply flawed self, fixing them with a simple touch, melting away my fears with a single smile, change me into the man I wanted to be for her with a single kiss.