Peter Pan&Felix imagines|✔️|

Finding themsleves{requested}

"Come on you two," Greg growled as he tugged me and my little brother, Henry, onto the sandy shore. I shook my arm from his grasp and sat down, pulling Henry down with me.

I crossed my arms over my chest and huffed.

"I'm not moving til I know what's up." I said. Henry nodded in agreement as he copied my pose. Greg and Tamara sighed in union. Greg began to speak but the forest behind us trembled and a cloaked boy stepped out.

His hood was pulled over his face and a club rested on his shoulder, a twig hung loosely in the corner of his mouth while his hand held the hilt of a dagger.

I stood up quickly and his eyes darted over to me. When his eyes locked with mine a smirk spread across his face. He slowly looked back at Greg.

"Welcome to Neverland!" The boy spoke, drawing his vowels out.

"Who are you?" Tamara asks him. He chuckles.

"Why, we're the home office." He smirked.

Greg and Tamara looked at each other.

"The home office is a bunch of teenagers?" Tamara whispered. I scoffed and strode over to the boy.

"No. They're the Lost Boys." I said, locking eyes with the boy.

"Well, look at that. Smart girl." He smirked, looking me up and down.

"What do you want?" Greg asked.

"The boy... and the girl. Hand them over." The boy spoke, not breaking eye contact.

"You're not getting them." Greg said, stepping protectively in front of Henry.

"Of course we are."

A shadow flew from the sky and tore Greg's shadow apart from his body.

Dead Greg fell to the ground. Dead.

"Run!!" Tamara yelled. I turned to run as Henry ran into the forest, but a arm wrapped around my breasts and pulled me back against a muscular chest.

An arrow shot through the air and shot Tamara. She also fell to the ground dead.

I tried to run but the grip on my boobs tightened.

"Excuse me, sir. But it seems your hands are on my boobs." I said. The boy chuckled and released me. He stuck out his hand and I shook it.

"I'm Felix, the head lost boy and second in command. Sorry about your boob there, I didn't mean to--"

"It's fine, just hurt. Like, a lot." I said, massaging my boob.

"Boys! Back to camp! Pan's got everything else under control!" Felix barked. The other boys scurried back to camp quickly as Felix and I walked back slowly.

*at camp*

"Felix! Who's this?" A boy with brown hair asked, walking up to me and Felix. Felix turned and looked at me.

"I never asked your name. I'm sorry, I grabbed your boob and I didn't even ask your name." Felix apologized.

"Wait, what?" The brown haired boy asked confused. Felix laughed.

"Long story, we'll tell you after we learn her name." Felix said, turning to face me.

"Okay then ," I giggled. I faced the brown haired boy. "My name is Y/N."

He smiled, "I'm Peter, Peter Pan," he leaned down and kissed my hand. "Now, tell me this hilarious story about you grabbed Y/N's breast."

"Well, I had meant to just grab her and make sure she couldn't get away but then I accidentally... grabbed her boob." Felix explained. Peter forced a smile on his face and looked me up and down.