Peter Pan OUAT One-Shots/Imagines

Green With Envy (Yandere! Peter Pan x Female! Reader)

Peter's POV

There she sat, with him. Jacob. Jacob was the lost boy with it all: the wind tossed dark hair, the vibrant blue eyes, the fair complexion, and the ability to charm any girl. Not to mention that he was amazing at swordsmanship and he was clever beyond most other lost boys. Plus there was the fact that he had a voice that was to die for and his muscles were out of this world. As if that weren't enough, Jacob always pretended he was caring and sweet around Y/N, but he was a jerk behind her back. But she didn't know that, of course.

So there she was: sitting on a log by the fire in the evening air, talking to Jacob, and not me. Sure, we weren't a couple or anything, just friends, but I was crazy in love with her. But all she could see was Jacob, I was never a romantic candidate.

She laughed at something he said and shoved his arm in a teasing way. He smiled over at her with a smile that surpassed everyone else's and said something that made her laugh even harder.

Anger boiled within me. But I had to restrain myself, or bad things would happen.

Y/N's POV

"So I told him, quit being stupid, you're just embarrassing yourself!" Jacob laughed while trying to tell his story.

"No!" I gasped through giggles, "Did he do it?"

Jacob chuckled. "Yeah, after shoving another carrot in his nose!"

I laughed harder and almost fell off the log, but Jacob caught my hand and pulled me back up. I was now remarkably aware of how close we were. His soft breath fanned over my lips, smelling like peppermint and honey. He caught me looking at his lips, grinned, and connected us. He was warm and soft, and tasted like peppermint and honey, just like his breath. It was an incredible kiss, the kind of kiss that girls dream of, and it was mine.

We pulled back and looked each other in the eyes.

"Whoa," I breathlessly laughed.

He smiled down at me with a warm smile that made me feel safe and at home.

We turned back to the fire in sync, sitting with our fingers and hearts entwined. The flames danced beautifully. The smoke smelled like cedar wood, a scent that I adored. The birds of Neverland sang out in the night, their calls ricocheting off the trees, which creaked and groaned like an old ship. They brought with them the smell of a forest.

The night air was pleasant on my skin for a little while, but quickly became too cold, causing me to shiver. Jacob noticed and shrugged of his green jacket to drape it around my shoulders. No words were exchanged, he just leaned in for a quick kiss before turning back to the firelight.

As the night dragged on, exhaustion clawed at me. I started to nod off but each time I fell asleep, my head would begin to fall which would make me wake up.

The fourth time I had fallen asleep for a half second, Jacob looked over at me kindly. He patted his shoulder and said, "Here,"

I set my head down on his shoulder and watched as the fire licked at the dark sky before letting my eyes close as I faded into the dreamworld.

Peter's POV

I watched as Y/N nodded off for the fourth time. She laid her head down on Jacob's shoulder and fell asleep peacefully. She looked so beautiful in the orange glow of the camp fire. Jacob and a few other lost boys noticed as well, though no one said anything. They all just sat around the fire and talked.

I strode up to Jacob and sat down next to him, opposite of Y/N.

"Good evening, Jacob Morris. How are you?" I asked darkly and began sharpening my knife.

He looked at the knife, then back at me quickly to cover for the fear in his eyes. "Oh, uh, I- I'm good, Pan. H- how are you?"

I ignored the stutter in his voice and replied, "I'm fine, thank you. I see Y/N is all over you. Lucky man, you are."

His eyes widened and he gulped. "I- is that what this is about? If you want Y/N, you can have her!"

"You're willing to give her up that easily?" I chuckled and drew the blade across the sharpening block loudly, catching the attention of all the lost boys who weren't already watching this scene unfold.

"Y- yes! Anything for you!" Jacob reassured me.

"You mean, you don't think she's worth the effort of trying to keep her? That's rather arrogant, if you ask me." I drew the blade harshly across the block again.

Jacob frantically shook his head. "No! I... I care about her a lot! She's worth it!"

"Oh," I glared at him, "so you would resist my wishes?"

"N- no," He squeaked.

"Hmm," I mused and sharpened the knife as again, with as much threat in it as I could, "Your stories contradict, Jacob Lee Morris."

He became a lot more nervous, and his stutter worsened. "O- Oh? Is t- that s- so?"

"Yes, it is." I calmly stated.

"Well, you know what?" Jacob suddenly gained confidence. This was going to be thoroughly amusing.

"No, please enlighten me."

"We care about each other. A lot! We've been friends forever, and now we're more than that. And you have no right to barge in here and screw it all up. The truth is that you're crazy, Pan! You're nuts and I would be much more compatible with her than you!"

"Compatible?"

"Yes!"

"I disagree."

Jacob collapsed and tumbled face first off the log, my blade embedded in his chest. I caught the still sleeping Y/N in my arms before she fell and lifted her up bridal style. She made a small sound in her sleep and moved to snuggle into my chest, completely unaware that I was not Jacob. I carried her off to my tent and set her down gently on the bed, drawing the silk sheets up to cover her small body.

I left her to sleep and returned to Jacob's side. The blade came out of his chest with a sickening squishy sound. Green smoke surrounded him as I waved my hand, and his body disappeared without a trace.

Y/N was mine.