Finding Neverland // Peter Pan X Reader (editing)

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Reader's P.O.V

''Is it bad that I want to rip those clothes off?'' I whacked him with my pillow, which earned a groan. 

''Let me sleep!'' An annoyed whine left my lips followed by his protest.

''I want to sleep too!''

''So sleep.'' I deadpanned. 

''I can't''

''Why?''

''Because you're lying next to me''

''I thought that's what you wanted?''

''But you're not naked!''

''Peter?''

''Hm?''

'Whack'

''OW! Okay! fine! Can I at least hold you ?'' Heat flowed through my entire body, warming me up in the freezing night.

''No wondering hands, do you hear me?''

His strong arms snaked around my waist, ''Yeah, yeah, now give me my cuddles,'' sighing while nuzzling his face in the crook of my neck.

''I forget how much of a baby you can be.''

''Only for you,'' a brief peck landed on my temple, luring me to a land of dreamless sleep.

Sometimes memories sneak out of my eyes and roll down my cheeks...

''Come down from there,'' Bored tone with a hint of amusement called from below.

''No.''

''I can see your knickers,'' Chuckle left his lips making my blood boil.

''Why are you looking at me there!?'' I exclaim while trying to find a better position, as best as I can on a tree branch.

''Why not?''

''It's inappropriate you jackass!''

''I'm not forcing you to show me anything, you're kind of putting them on display.'' I tighten my hold onto the tree trunk, trying my best to not think about how far the land is from me.

''Get out of here!''

''Tsk, I quite like it''

''Moron! Pervert!'' I conceal the shakiness with rage, how am I supposed to get down from here?

''Need help?''

''I hate you!''

''Original, anything else?'' 

''I really hate you!''

''Ouch, you hit me deep in my non-existent heart,''  My head started to fog, thoughts spinning around, while I try to calm my breathing. I hate him. I hate this. Get me down.

''So, what's your plan?'' I need to get down from here.

''Silent treatment? Now that's something I never thought you could do,'' An observing tone reached my ears, focusing on his voice while I continued to ground myself slowly.

''You don't like heights.''

''I never said that,'' Reply rushed out too soon and too shaky to be true and that bastard knows that.

''You didn't have to, you look like you could wet those pretty little knickers in a minute,'' I can almost hear his arrogant smirk.

''You per-''

''Yeah, yeah, I know pervert and all that,'' Waves me off with a simple sigh, ''So how long are you planning on staying up there?''

I don't want to stay here.

''I'm bored.''

''So be bored.''

''I don't like being bored,''

''I don't particularly care what you like or not,'' His chuckle disappears into thin air alerting me more than ever.

Looking around the tree to catch a glimpse before he pulls one of his tricks went to oblivion when the shriek left my lips as he appears in front of me, nose to nose.

''Hi there,'' I lost the balance while trying to get away from him, facing the biggest fear of mine.

My head blanked out from thoughts.

Heart leaping...

I'm falling...

falling...

falling...

''(Y/N)! (Y/N) stop! Wake up!'' My body jerked up into someone's waiting arms, strong arms clutched me into their hold, leaving soft kisses on my damp head.

No. no. no.

Not again.

''Shh, shh, you're okay...you're okay...'' Raspy voice soothed my gasps, blanketing me with safety.

What have I become?

I hate this.

I hate everything.

I hate him.

I hate what he left me with.

I hate this.

''Shh... You're okay...''

No. I haven't been okay for a long time dad.

''(Y/N)?'' Small voice snapped me out of those intrusive feelings, letting me take a glimpse of my sweet brother. ''Are you in pain?'' 

The worry in his beautiful eyes wracked my heart to shreds, ripping me apart. I have everything. I have everything. What else do I need!

''No...I'm fine...'' Dad squeezed harder, feeling the truth but neither of us brave enough to voice it. 

''Then...Then why were you screaming?'' He didn't move from his place at the edge of my bed. A bed I shared with him, long time ago. Only a few months. 

They don't want me to hurt him.

Do they think I'll hurt him if he sleeps next to me?

Can I hurt him?

''She had a nightmare, she's going to be alright though...'' I moved away from his hold, avoiding his gaze on me, begging to look into his eyes. To see that, I believe I can be alright. 

I lay back down on my sheets, slightly damp with sweat. 

I will be alright. 

I am loved.

I am safe.

I am home.

Yet I've never seen someone so lost in their own house before.

I will be alright.

Someday. When I face my fears again.