The King and The Mute Pirate (OUAT)

Chapter 13

I stayed in my tent for a week, not feeling like going outside.
Not ready to go outside to face the others.
I sighed as I turned the page on my book, trying to focus on reading.
My mind still went back to the Boy and to Peter kissing me.
Why would he do that?
Did he do that to try and win me over?
Or did he do it for something else?
Why would he kiss me in general?
I'm not attractive. I'm not slim or pretty. I have scars on my face and I curse like a- well a pirate.
I did terrible things in the past and I'm not a lady. I don't know how to use manners and I definitely dislike dresses.
So what made Peter kiss me?
He can't be in love with me.
He probably kissed me to win me over.
That's the only explanation.
As my thoughts whirled my tent flap opened and Peter came in with a bowl of food.
"Morning, love." He said as he smiled.
"Hi." I muttered as I pretended to read my book.
"How are you?"
"Fine."
"Want to go on an adventure today?"
"No."
Peter set the food down on the foot of my bed and looked concerned.
"Are you still upset about that Boy?" He asked.
I glued my eyes to the book and willed myself to not shiver as he said the word boy.
"Yes." I muttered softly.
"He won't hurt you anymore, I made sure of that."
I finally looked up at him to see an evil glint as his eyes darkened.
"What do you mean by that?" I asked.
He gave me a small smile as his eyebrow raised,"What do you think it means, love?"
"You killed him?" I asked as I closed my book.
"I had no part in his death, but my shadow did."
My eyes widened as I tried not to think of what his shadow could do to that Boy.
I came out of my thoughts when I felt Peter gently touch my scars.
I flinched slightly but didn't move. Peter's face came close to mine as we stared into each other's eyes.
"As long as I'm here no one will ever touch you. If they do then they will face me, and that love, is a terrible thing to do. You are my Lost Girl and mine only."
Before I could process what he said his lips gently brushed mine as his hands went into my hair.
Dumbfounded, I kissed him back and wrapped my arms around his neck.
For the first time since I came here I realized that Peter smelled like the ocean and the woods.
After we broke apart Peter was looking at me with a sly smirk.
"What?" I asked.
"You're adorable when you're flustered, love."
I crossed my arms and stuck my tongue out,"I am not adorable! I am darkness and evil. You should fear me you overgrown tree!"
Peter burst into fits of laughter,"Overgrown tree? Is that the worst insult you can call me?"
I gave him an obscene gesture," If I was back on my ship I would have you walk the plank."
"I would gladly walk the plank for you love." He said as he put a hand over his heart.
I rolled my eyes until he turned serious again.
"But I am serious, if someone lays a finger on you they will have to deal with me."
He gave me the food at the foot of my bed and kissed my forehead.
"I'll see you later, love."