Two For the Show

Chapter 2. Heartbreak

Heartbreak

The next morning, you awoke exceptionally warm and comfortable. As your consciousness developed, your surroundings came into focus, and a blush crept across your cheeks. You were lying on your right side, and in front of you was a softly snoring Pan. His left arm acted as your like while his right arm rested on your waist, his hand splayed protectively on your back. Looking over your shoulder, you found yourself spooned by a sleeping Felix. He was using his right arm as a pillow while his left was around your waist, just above Pan's, holding your back to his chest.
You took a deep breath, careful not to wake either of them, and tried to assess the situation. It was then that you realized you were in bed, which meant that they carried you to bed, because you were sure you fell asleep on the couch.
You knew there was no getting out of this bed without waking either of them, and you didn't want to wake them, but you had to work in a couple of hours.
Your shifting must have woken Pan. He grunted softly before opening his eyes. His features softened as he looked at you, a smile creeping onto his face.
"Morning," he murmured, and you absolutely did not melt at the raspy, just-woke-up sound of his voicevoice.
"Morning," you whispered, knowing that your blush had darkened.
He chuckled softly. "Hope you don't mind that we joined you, love. Once we put you to bed, we felt bad just leaving you."
"It's... It's okay," you nodded. "I haven't cuddled someone to sleep in a long time."
He frowned. "What about Donny?"
You shook your head. "He didn't like cuddling, and towards the end, he wouldn't even spend the night with me, not even when we slept together."
The brunet's blood boiled. What kind of man would leave a woman after sleeping with her?
"I'm sorry to hear that, love."
You shrugged. "It's fine."
Felix awoke behind you, squeezing your waist. "How did you sleep?" He asked before yawning.
"Really good," you replied softly. "And as much as I'd love to stay right here, I have to get ready for work."
They whined in unison and you couldn't help but laugh. You slowly sat up, much to their dismay, and gestured for them to follow.
"I'm going to shower, then I'll make breakfast," you told them, gathering some clothes and heading for the bathroom.
Once you were inside with the water on, the boys shared a look.
"We should make her breakfast," Pan suggested.
Felix nodded in agreement. "But we only know how to make one thing."
"It'll have to do," Pan replied.
Being from Neverland, neither of them were very skilled in household chores or basic necessities like cooking. After Neverland was destroyed and all the boys moved into Storybrooke, no one wanted to house Pan or Felix. They ended up sharing a place on the far side of town, but you were the only one willing to teach them how to live. You had showed them how to wash dishes and sweep the floor, and how to prepare and cook pancakes, but you hadn't had time for much else. They either went to Granny's for food or they came to your place.
Today, though, they were determined to do what they could to make things easier on you.
You came out of the bathroom, fully dressed with your hair and makeup done. You tossed your old clothes into the hamper before making your way to the kitchen to make breakfast.
What smelled so good?
Cautiously digging into the room, you discovered that the source of the sweet aroma in the air emanated from the plate of chocolate chip pancakes sitting on the counter.
"We thought we'd make you breakfast," Pan informed you as you started at them questioningly. Your heart warmed at the gesture and you got out plates for each of you. Felix raided your fridge for toppings as you divided the stack of pancakes between the three of you.
You joined them in the living room, sitting between them on the couch yo eat. "Thank you guys," you said after swallowing a mouthful of chocolate pancake. "For everything."
They smiled softly at you.
"Anything for you," Felix said.

You were in a good mood by the time you got to work. The boys promised to be there when you returned, so you were excited to not go home up an empty apartment. Unfortunately, news spread fast in such a small town, so everyone knew what Donny had done. Ruby smiled sadly at you as you clocked in, and you let out a long sigh. This was gonna be a long day.
Not even half an hour into your shift, your worst nightmare occurred. Into the diner sauntered Donny and his new arm candy - the woman with whom he had cheated on you. Your heart pounded in your chest as they took a seat in your section. Ruby was on break, so you couldn't even ask her to play hostess.
"Hi," you greeted awkwardly. "What can I get started for you?"
Donny smirked sadistically. He wasn't even sorry for what you had seen. "I'll have a soda. My date here," he put extra emphasis on the word 'date', "would like an iced tea."
"Coming right up," you all but whispered, turning on your heel and practically running behind the counter.

The end of your shift could not come soon enough. Time seemed to stand still while you had to play nice to Donny and his whore. They eventually left, after milking their stay just to make you suffer.
You bit back tears as you rode your vespa home. You threw open the door to your apartment, relieved to see that the boys had kept their word. They were sitting on the couch, just where you'd left them.
Once your helmet was off, they could see the tears you were struggling to suppress. Felix jumped from the couch and pulled you into a hug. When Pan wrapped his arms around you from behind, you broke down. Tears streamed down your face as you sobbed into Felix's chest. Your hands gripped his shirt, unable to control yourself. They maneuvered you to the couch, sitting down and pulling you down on their laps. Keeping your head buried on Felix's shoulder, you sat on his lap and rested your legs over Pan's. The ex leader of Neverland pulled off your shoes, setting to work on giving you a much needed foot massage. Felix rubbed your back soothingly, kissing your head and whispering sweet nothings in your ear.
"Do you want to talk?" he asked softly. You shook your head, another sob escaping your throat. Pan traveled his massage up your legs, working the tense muscles as best he could through your clothes.
"Do you want to go to bed?" he inquired.
"Will y-you s-stay?" you hiccuped.
"Of course," he promised. You nodded your head, clutching Felix's shirt as he looked one arm under your legs and the other around your back to lift you bridal style.
Once in your room, he gently set you on the bed, lying down in front of you. Pan settled in behind you, pressing a comforting kiss to your shoulder. His hand rubbed circles on your hip while Felix caressed your cheek. You fell into an exhausted sleep, and they stayed by your side in case you needed them.