Finding Neverland // Peter Pan X Reader (editing)

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''Micheal, sweetie, please don't be so reckless, you've hurt yourself so many times already,'' He nods slightly ashamed as I wrapped up a small cut in a bandage. Not necessary but he's a bit bratty when I don't spoil him. Maybe I have something to do with this.

''You're all done, love, run along now and be careful!'' Nevermind that, he disappeared even before I could finish my sentence.

I walked towards the table again, remembrance of the moment with him slowly playing in my head, unknowingly warming up my whole body. He can be so bipolar, so toxic yet I can never stop the feeling of safety when I'm with that idiot. Something is undoubtedly wrong with me...

''(Y/N)? Hello? Are you dead?'' I rolled my eyes at Dami's words, turning around to face the arrogant idiot. 

''Funny, you see I wouldn't be standing, would I?'' He shrugged and put the skinned meat next to me. 

''Need help?''

''I could use some, yeah.''  He was quiet for some time while I kept replaying the whole day over and over again, my life has been pretty messed up already but nothing like it's been the past months. Now, the funny thing would be if I was dreaming all these. Wait, what if I am? No, I've been proving that thought wrong many times, the bruises say them all.

''So, you and Pan are having fun?'' I snapped my head towards Damian, cracking my neck painfully. 

''Ouch, Hmm? What do you mean?'' He pointed the knife towards my neck, smirking knowingly. 

I reached my hand to the place, where his lips were lingering not so long ago. 

''No...'' He laughed out at my embarrassment, shaking his head but not saying anything. 

He marked me...  

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''Thank you for the food, (Y/N)'' I smiled at them, laughing at Dami's offended face.

''Hey! I helped too!'' 

''You helped?'' Luke dropped the fork looking up at me, ''Oh dear, we're gonna die!'' 

''Fuck off!'' Thank god, the little ones are asleep, the boys never actually got over their foul mouth but hey, neither have I.

''I like it, darling'' Felix sent a sarcastic kiss in Dami's way, causing us to laugh. If I didn't see him this morning, I'd never know how he was hurting with the way he acts around the boys. 

''It's delicious, but I'm still the better cook.''

''Yeah, whatever Wendy,'' I threw the bread at her hitting her right in the chest.

''Ouch, (Y/N)!''

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''Hey, let me help...'' I nodded, handed him the dishes awkwardly. Are we supposed to talk about anything? This silence is surely killing me.

''So...How are you?'' Now, that sums up my idiotism. How is he? You dimwit!

''Never been better,'' He gave me side-eye with a sarcastic smile, sure, make it harder for me won't you? Bloody blondie. ''I heard about you and Pan, are you alright?'' Damien... I'll end that fucker.

''Yeah, why would I not be?'' Oh, dear... If Pan is involved, there is always something horrible going on.

''I don't mean to scold you or anything, but wasn't his last action enough for you to see the actual Pan?'' I started to put away the dishes into the cupboard, I couldn't look at him while talking about Pan. 

''How do you know who the actual Peter is?'' He sighed out from behind me, my back tensed up after realizing just how close he stood. 

"I've known him far longer than you, bub..." No, my heart didn't skip a beat, nor two... I think It stopped beating altogether...

"People change," I hope. He placed his hand on my shoulder, slowly turning me towards him. I looked up at his scarred but unbelievably handsome face. He's too close.

"Not him, I've warned you many times already, but I will continue to do so until you get the idea of just how much pain he can bring to you." He bent down to my level, holding awkwardly sweet eye contact... "He's using you, always has, and once he gets all of you, there won't be a reason to stick around will there?"

His words turned something inside of me, a feeling of bitterness eating its way into my heart, clenching harder and harder every second. Without a second thought, my hand made a harsh slap in the face, leaving a stinging sensation on my own.

"I can do whatever I want, you of all people should not be allowed to talk about him like that," He took a step back after glancing at my fuming face.

"He will hurt you, I don't want you to end up like Wendy,"

"Then why did you not do anything about it the first time?" He looked down at the floor and refused to catch my stare again.

"Come on, Felix, I'm sure you have a good explanation... Don't you?" Sarcasm dripping from my voice, making him flinch slightly.

"I said what I said, you can resist the truth, but that doesn't mean that it is not real. He is not someone who can love you, care for you, or protect you, he can't make you happy, (Y/N), not him..." He placed a small kiss on my forehead, looking at me with a sad faint smile.

"I love him... I was not planning on falling for him, but I did. The moments I share with him make me feel alive, whole... I know he's not devoted nor loyal, I know his heart doesn't beat for me... But I love him, more than anyone...more than anything, and as frightening as this is I'm willing to let him play with my heart if it means I get to feel like I am somewhat important...somewhat loved..."

I haven't realized just how unsteady my breathing has been all this time, how my voice cracked in the middle of my speech as the reality of just how much I feel for Peter crushed into me.

Felix didn't say anything... He simply nodded and walked out...

I should have felt bad for saying all that, especially when my mind kept competing the two of them against each other... Mind, not my heart... The latter only belongs to Peter-the bloody demon- Pan.