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Stay PT. 2 / OUAT - Peter Pan Oneshot

REQUEST: Can you please do a part 2 to stay?
A/N:
FANDOM: OUAT
PAIRING: Pan x Reader
RATING: T, cursing, references to sex
TITLE: Stay Pt. 2
WORD COUNT: 524

"You don't fucking own me", you said.
Pan gave a smirk, looking down, then looked into your eyes. You felt shivers down your spine as he eyed you. "Oh but I do."

Pan's POV
The began to lighten, and as the Lost Boys left Y/N and Pan were left alone under the cover of the tree. He looked at the boys and waited until they were all gone.
"And how's that?" she asked him. He gave a faint smile and looked to the side.
"All the lost children are mine", he said. "But you, you're something special."
"I'm not lost", she said strictly and Pan laughed.
"I don't see your family trying to find you, Y/N", he said and she bit her cheek.
"I can help numb the pain", he said, touching her cheek lightly, with a grin on his face. She swatted his hand away and with hers, pushed him.
"Let me make a few things clear. You don't own me, I don't like you, and I'mnot staying", she said, backing him against the tree, he looked at her. His heart was pounding, and so was hers. He breathed slowly, feeling the warmth of her body against his. "Are we clear?"
"Crystal", he said and she turned around to leave. He was left watching as she walked off. He looked at her with admiration, no one had ever stood up for themselves against him. And that only made her more desirable to him.

Y/N's POV
You walked off, angry and frustrated because Pan was right. Your family wasn't in Neverland. For all your parents knew, this place wasn't even real. There was no way they could look for you, and you began feeling as lost as you truly were.
Suddenly you heard the music of a pipe from behind. You'd never heard Pan's pipe, so it couldn't be that. But when you turned around to look, it was Pan, playing his very own pipe. The music was beautiful, and he watched your reaction as he played. You were lost, you were a Lost Girl. You'd always felt that way.
When you came to Neverland you felt – at home, for the first time in your life. Even though Pan was infuriating, you felt safe and like you belonged. But it didn't feel like a good thing. Not at all. You felt the tears burning in your eyes and you turned away, you could show no weakness with him. You walked toward a tree that you had a habit of sleeping in, and tried to block the sound of the pipe out of your mind. It stopped and so did you.
"Believe me yet?" he asked and you laughed, even though you were crying.
"Sure, whatever", you said, wiping the tears away. He approached you, but you couldn't face him. You tried to walk away, but he turned you toward himself. His face was priceless once he saw your tears. Pan himself wasn't capable of normal human emotions, and I doubt he could deal with others' either. He let go of your arm, and looked to the side, biting his lip. He smiled and then looked at you. He was broken, and there was no fixing him. He was a psychopath, yet some part of you identified with him somehow. It disgusted you.