A series of oneshots of Wendy and Peter's life after Peter decides he wants to stay in the real world with Wendy, and includes the occasional visit to Neverland. Each chapter depicts Peter and Wendy at a different stage in their relationship. So they could be teenagers in one chapter, and married and living on their own in another. It shouldn't be too confusing; I try to make their ages apparent without outright saying them. Set in modern London.

Chapter 1: Rainy Days

WENDY'S POV

The rain had been pouring down relentlessly for the past three days now, and it didn't show any signs of stopping. Most of the roads were closed and school had been canceled for the past few days. If we're stuck inside any longer, I just might lose my mind.

I sigh, listening to the rhythmic drops of water hitting the roof of our apartment, and look out the window.

"Your turn, Peter," I say, already bored with the game of chess Peter and I were playing. A strong gust of wind passes by, and I watch with interest at an umbrella flies out of someone's hands.

When I don't hear a response from Peter, I turn my focus back to him, only to find him asleep, his chin resting on his hand.

"Peter!" I shout, causing him to jump, startled.

"What? I didn't do it!"

I roll my eyes.

"I'm glad you're awake" I say dryly. "Do you want to finish this game or what?" Peter glances at the game board on the floor, then at his only two pieces remaining, and then at my six pieces. He wrinkles his face in disgust.

"No. I'm bored. Let's go do something outside," he says when an idea occurs to him. "We could go to the park!" His face lights up.

I shake my head. "Look outside." Peter turns his head to look out the window at the rain coming down in torrents. His face falls.

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"You know," he begins, "in Neverland we never had this problem…" he says, a smile tugging at his mouth.

"No. Peter, we can't go back now, I have work tomorrow and you know we always end up visiting for longer than we intended to," I say sternly before adding, "And you have lessons with your kids tomorrow, remember?"

Peter was a fencing instructor at a nearby camp. He worked with kids, teaching them the standard fencing techniques along with a few other techniques he invented himself during his time in Neverland.

"Aw Wendy, I'm sure they'll understand, " he says, his eyes sparkling.

"Maybe, but I'm sure their parents, who are paying for the lessons, might not be so understanding," I point out.

"Hmph." He crosses his arms and turns away from me. "You're no fun, you know that?"

His face is so childish I can't help laughing.

"Yeah, but you love me anyway."

Peter slowly turns back to me, his pout turning into a smile. The sound of the rain on the roof becomes louder.

"Yeah. I do."

I blush despite myself, and then he smirks, that mischievous smile back on his face.

"Does that mean we can go to Neverland?" he chirps hopefully.

I laugh, seeing right through his plan. Five years together and he thinks I still can't figure out when he's trying to charm his way into getting something he wants. Idiot.

"No we can't. Now shut up and make your move," I say cheerfully, pointing back at the chess game.

Peter pouts. "Fine." He moves his pawn once to the left, leaning back and crossing his arms proudly. I realize my king is only one space away.

"Checkmate." Peter grins.

I blink. "Cheater! You cheated!" I yell, throwing a bishop at him. He ducks, the piece flying over his head and hitting the wall behind him. He comes back up, still grinning.

"Yeah, but you love me anyway." The rain outside stops.

I scowl.

"Yeah. I do."

AN: It's kind of short, and it's mostly dialogue, but I just wanted to capture that immature banter between them haha. I'll have the next chapter up soon! Thank you for reading, please leave a review below, I'll love you forever if you do ^-^