All the magic (OUAT Peter Pan)

Chapter 81: Reunited Once More

Hope sighed, looking around the treehouse. Everything was the same since she left. Same brown and green furniture, with bits of black, silver, and pink. Peter handed her a mug of apple cider. "One cider with a cinnamon stick in it to make sure you are extra sleepy." He offered it to her with a dramatic, playful bow.

"Why, thank you," Hope giggled with a curtsy, wincing slightly at the echoes of pain from when he removed her scar. "Laughing still not the most comfy. I can hardly believe it. I'm home. Like, I'm really home on Neverland with you again. Almost want to say it's a dream, but my dreams are mostly bad ones."

He took a step closer to her and put his hands on her waist. "No more bad dreams. And this is very real. Or else I'm in the same dream you are. Your home with me and our boys. Tonight is ours for as long as you wanna be awake, then I promise a great big breakfast party to welcome you home with all our boys and your new brother. No more pain, no more nightmares, nothing but happy days together, Mermaid." Peter assured her, kissing her forehead. "Now, as much as I like seeing you in your swimsuit, and I like it very much, let's get us some pajamas."

Peter flicked his wrist, and she was wearing a pair of pale pink shorts and one of his shirts, and he was wearing a pair of soft brown pants. "Know you used to wear the shirt I gave you as pajamas when you missed me. Or put it on a pillow to pretend you were snuggling up with me." He teased with a smirk.

Hope made an embarrassed sound, "Shadow saw that and told you? Dam him. But thanks for the pjs, I am so exhausted I wouldn't want to see what I would have ended up makin'." She kissed his cheek and started walking over to the staircase, but he softly grabbed her wrist to stop her.

"Come sleep in my room. I want to be the last one you see at night and the first one you see in the morning. And I don't want the Lost Boys forgetting who you belong to." Peter insisted as his hand moved from holding her wrist to holding her hand, leading her to his room.

Hope nodded sleepily with a smile. "Alright, I guess I can handle falling asleep next to the most amazing guy I know. And I don't belong to anyone, Peter. I choose to be with you." He led her into his room. The king-sized bed had a dark green blanket and black sheets. There was a desk filled with old partchent scrolls and half-burned candles dripping wax onto the desk. His closet doors were open, showing multiple copies of the same outfit.

"Come here you." Peter playfully pulled her into the bed. He laid on his side with his chest to Hope's back. He put one arm around her waist and tangled their legs together. Hope put her arms around his arm and sighed. "Comfy, Lost Girl?" He asked as he placed a soft kiss on her shoulder.

Hope nodded, eyes already closed. "More than you know." She yawned.

She snuggled into him a bit more, and he held her a bit closer. "Sleep, I promise no bad dreams will find you. I'll fight them off if I have to." He whispered to her before she fell asleep.

Hope woke up the next morning, spread out like a starfish. One leg one way, the other the other way, and both arms flailed out as she laid on her stomach. She stretched slightly with her eyes still closed so comfortable.

"Ah, nice try, I see you moving." Peter laughed as he flopped onto the bed and rolled on top of her.

"Peter! Get off of me." She laughed.

He pretended to get comfortable laying his head next to hers as he said, "Nah, think I'll just lay here all day."

Hope shoved him off as she sat up, both laughing. "Trouble maker. I'm up im up, happy?"

"Yeah, come on, get dressed. Time to see our boys." He smirked.

That made Hope jump out of bed and saw the changes to the room. It was larger now with a second wardrobe filled with light pinks, white, greens, and browns. There was also a second desk with ribbons and a stack of flower crowns, and the curtains on the large window overlooking the forest were pink. "Awww Peter. Did you not sleep at all doing this?"