Peter Pan Imagines (OUAT)

Trouble Maker or Current Crush

Y/n POV:

"I just don't understand why I'm in trouble." I say.

I am currently leaning on a wall in Peter Pan's tent. Let's just say Pan looks a little irritated... His arms are folded over his chest like mine except he is standing in the middle for the room in front of my path to the door.

"You don't understand why your in trouble?" Pan asks.

"No, I don't."

"It is because you are a trouble maker."

"Okay." I say as I shrug my shoulders.

"Okay? That's all you got to say." Pan asks with a look of 'are you for real' on his face.

"Yeah."

"Unbelievable." Pan mutters under his breath.

I roll my eyes at him. Pan doesn't make sense to me. He can be evil and want revenge but he also cares for his Lost Boys more than anything. The thing that bugs me is that I do the same stuff the Lost Boys do and yet I get in trouble. He treats me differently! It's so annoying. It's like he doesn't want me to get hurt, like he's so overprotective, like he's... in love...

Bingo

A smirk grows on my face as I look at Pan. Pan looks at me.

"What?" Pan asks with a bit or irritation.

"Nothing." I say just to get him more riled up.

"Y/n..." Pan warns.

"I was just thinking..." I trail off just to build up the tension.

"Thinking about what?"

"Well, just about how protective you are, and actually kind, and how you watch..." I walk up to him and I see him tense up but I also see a bit of... pink on his cheeks. "...me." I finish.

"Yea-Yeah. What about it?" He says.

I lean in a little.

"Y/n, you're not five. Spit it out." Pan says as he manages to speak one full sentence without stuttering.

"I just think..." I graze my fingers over one of his arms up to his shoulder. "...maybe the Peter Pan has finally found out what 'love' means." I say as I look back up into his eyes.

I see more pink fill his cheeks again.

"I-I don't now what your talking about." Pan says as he crosses his arms over his chest.

I hum lightly.

"Sure." I whisper.

I lean in the rest of the way and kiss his lips softly. Truth be told, I have been wanting to do this for such a long time! I may look stern on the outside but I am currently squealing on the inside!

I lean away. Pan's eyes are still closed. I walk around him and towards the door. I stop right before leaving and look back at him. Pan's as still as a statue.

"See ya later, Peter Pan."

With that, I leave Pan in his shocked state not knowing that he's thinking the one thing I've always wanted him to think:

"I think I'm in love with My Lost Girl..."