OUAT Felix x reader

Peau d'Âne's daughter and the Lost Boy part 2

Felix's days were… interestingly boring. 

He wasn't allowed to go outside on his own, even the slightest. He was not allowed to run the shop alone as well, which he found dumb. Wasn't he supposed to help them some way or another? Rumpletilskin was always barking after him, treating him like a dog, which made Felix angry. They could be heard on the streets, bickering and yelling at each other on some days. It was a wonder how the blond haired boy was not punished for those outbursts. 

Oddly enough, he started to enjoy Belle's presence. She was a good break from two powerful and gloomy characters that were the Dark One and (Y/N). Belle started bringing him books after he said he didn’t find anything interesting and that's how Felix would spend most of the day: reading either on the sofa near the window or in the bedroom. Also, for someone who had a messy room, (Y/N) surprisingly didn't spend much time in it. She was absent most of the time, Felix noticed. He didn’t know where she went during the day, but he knew that during the evenings, she was either at a friend's house or partying outside. The blond haired boy didn't mind: he enjoyed the quietness when he was reading. 

This day however, (Y/N) was present. And she looked as bored as she was. She was pacing around the shop like a lion in a cage, touching objects that had a sign "Do not touch!" on it. Felix didn't know where Rumpletilskin was and he didn't care about his whereabouts. Finally a day he could spend without getting screamed at, or without getting nearly stabbed by a fork because he used the wrong silverware to eat the salad. 

So yes, Felix was very pleased to be alone in the bedroom. The book he had been reading since a few days ago was White Fangs by Jack London. Belle had brought him another one from the author, named The Call of the Wild. Was it strange for him to relate to the main characters? It felt like all his life: when he was out on the streets, like Buck when he was a sled dog, other people showed him skills to survive. 

Then, hearing Pan's call for the first time, it felt like his life was finally taking a good direction. He had a family,(somewhat, the boys seemed to fear him more than they wanted to befriend him. He had always suspected his age and his height for this), and Pan… Pan had always been at his side since their meeting. Felix still saw him as a deity, or something like that, he had been marveled by the numerous powers Pan showed during fights or to impress the boys. After that…. Well those godforsaken heroes destroyed it all, they brought false promises of happiness and of homes and the other boys bought it quickly. What was that? What about loyalty? Was it because Pan punished them too much? 

Was Neverland harsh? Yes but it needed to be: they needed to protect this green jewel from pirates like Hook or other undesirable people. Not able to concentrate on the sentences, the blond haired boy took a deep breath and went back to the top of the page, ready to read again. His mind was as messy as the room.

"What are you reading?" 

He raised his head from the book, and saw (Y/N) standing in the doorway, leaning against it.

"White Fang." He showed her the cover. "I like that writer. Jack London." 

"Well, White Fang, would you like to watch a movie with me? I am bored, the shop is closed, and Rumpletilskin is on a date with Belle." She told him with a annoyed sigh. "I will even let you choose the movie! I am a pretty indecisive person." 

Why did she want to spend time with him? He was their prisoner. Yes, he may be living in a golden cage but deep down, he didn't forget his status. He could even call himself a slave. But, Felix gave in and carefully put a bookmark made of cardboard that he drew on it and closed his book, beside his cushion. 

"Fine. I was getting bored anyway." He lied, as he was greatly appreciating his book. "What kind of movies should we watch?" He asked as they both came downstairs. The word felt foreign on his tongue, there was nothing like a movie back in Neverland or back… back in his old life.