Peter Pan OUAT One-Shots/Imagines

Dares and Kisses x Reader

A/N: If you have not read Truth, Dare, or Die you won't fully understand this chapter. You really should go read it! Thank you! Also, this is a game of truth, dare, or die, but Y/N is not Peter's girlfriend yet, it's just that you need to read Truth, Dare, or Die to understand the game.

Another game of Truth, Dare, or Die began with the ever obnoxious Jack (a strange boy with blonde hair, but so much mud caked the thin strands that it looked brown) suggested the game. "Hey Pan, we should do another game of Truth, Dare, or Die!"

"You're kidding, right?" complained a chubby kid named Teddy who was sitting by a bush. "We always do that! Let's do a dance battle!"

"You always suggest that, and we always shoot you down. NO!" Another kid, Trevor, sniped. 

"Yeah, we all want to play Truth, Dare, or Die. Is that okay with you, Pan?"

My best friend, Peter, tossed a lock of hair out of his eyes and look up at Trevor. "That's fine, let's play!"

The boys cheered boisterously, while Jack called, "I get to be first!" The boys settled down to listen as the game began. "Teddy, truth or dare."

"Truth, by far!"

I didn't pay attention to the rest, I was spacing out. No one dared me or asked me any questions as the sun descended in the sky, setting, darkening, and soon the camp was lit only by the campfire. The game continued. 

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When I started paying attention again, the game was still progressing as it always had, as if I was never spacing out in the first place. That heavenly notion was quickly ruined by Felix. 

"Ah, you're back. About time! I've been wanting to either ask or dare you." Felix chirped, happier than usual. 

"Ugh," I groaned, sitting up with tremendous effort, "Fine. Go ahead."

"Truth or Dare, Y/N?"

A harsh glare, then, "Truth,"

"Truth, truth, truth. Truth is so lame," he grumbled quietly, frustrated with my decision. 

I scrunched my brow. "Felix, are you alright?"

"No," A boy sitting on a log across the fire from my answered, "He had a couple drinks of alcohol earlier as a dare. He's still a bit loopy."

"Oh, that makes sense. Alright, Felix, truth. What's your question?" I crossed my arms and shivered. Cold was setting in. Why are Neverland nights so cold when the day is so hot?

"My question is a kiss, marry, kill."

I cringed. I hated kiss, marry, kill, the game where three people's names are listed and you make a hypothetical list of which you would kill, marry, and kill. Well, at least it was the PG version of the original game, that would be awful, especially to reveal such information in an undignified way like this. 

"Who are my three people?"

Felix smirked. His smirk did not get any smaller. On the contrary, he smirked more and more until it looked downright painful. How much did he drink?

"Number one: Me," he laughed so hard that he would have fallen off the log had Trevor not lunged and grabbed him before he hurt himself. Trevor eased him back onto the log and backed away, still holding his hands out incase Felix fell over again. 

With a hiccup and a girlish giggle, Felix tittered, "Number two: Peter Pan! HA!... HA!... HA!..." His awkward laugh was separated by seconds of silence, and each time he went 'ha' he sounded strained. 

Peter looked away hastily, becoming very interested in anything but myself and the question. I noticed this, of course, but said nothing of it. After all, I was blushing and looking away, too. It's not like every time he touches me it's fireworks or when I see his eyes my world stops spinning or his laugh makes my entire day brighter or anything, that'd be ridiculous because we're just friends! We're besties, I could never like him, he's like a brother to me and- and... who am I kidding? Peter made my head spin and yes, I had a major crush on him. I hate my life... 

"Number three: Trevor! HA!... HA!... HA!" Felix repeated his awkward little laugh. This time, he really did fall over, and Trevor made no move to help him. Felix landed on his side, face squished. "GO! HA!... HA!... HA!" 

"I... uh... kill Trevor. Sorry, Trevor, it's just that Peter and Felix are my best friends. Don't hate me." I looked at the crowd, who waited anxiously for my next answer. Anyone could have predicted that I would choose to kill Trevor, but the other two were complicated answers. "Kiss you, Felix, because I couldn't handle being married to you, and that's the next best option." My eyes met Peters. "And marry you, Peter, because you're smart, adventurous, daring, brave, and so much more." 

Our eye contact held for a few more moments, and in that time, I saw his eyes light up, like a fire had been set in them. "That's my answer. Kill Trevor, kiss Felix... and marry Peter."

I took a deep breath as our eyes never unlocked, then continued, "It's my turn now. Peter Pan, truth or dare?"

"Dare," he breathed, sitting close enough so that I could faintly feel his breath against my lips. 

"I dare you to kiss me," and with that, our lips met in a whirlwind of passion and deprivation. We both knew that we should have done this much sooner, and that could be felt between us. Happily, we broke apart as the lost boys cheered once more. 

The cheering stopped when a wheezing, clumsy laugh rang out in the camp. "HA!... HA!...HA!..."

I couldn't keep a straight face, I laughed with the rest of the boys as the game continued on into the late hours of the night. 

A/N: You guys seemed to love Truth, Dare, or Die, so I wrote one similar for you. I hope you liked it!