Peter Pan X Reader One Shots

Heat

It was a cold night in Neverland.. Well, colder than usual. Your body shivered under the thin blankets and goosebumps began to appear on your skin, you felt like a giant Ice pop. It was horrible. You changed your position into the fetus position and pulled the covers up to your face, it didn’t work. Sighing frustratedly you sat up and wrapped your arms around yourself; rubbing your forearms violently trying to get some form of heat.  

Damn, you sure missed radiators. 

Peter was flying past the window and looked in to check on you, he could see you visibly shaking and a hint of guilt ran through him. Maybe he should get better blankets? Only for you, of cause. Since you got onto the island he’s took a serious liking to you, a dangerous liking almost. He was becoming possessive, noticeably clingy and threatened anyone who even looked at you adoringly. Being the only girl on the island, other than Tinkerbell, came with its down falls. He flew into the tree house you were in and he leaned on the door frame.

"Having a little trouble sleeping?" He asked cockily, biting back the small chuckle that was threatening to escape when you jumped and lunged for your bow n arrows. Once realizing it was him, you calmed and gave him a threatening look.

"Do that again, and I’ll have your head on a spike"
"I don’t do well with empty promises" You smiled at the come back he said and his grin softened, he walked towards you and a blush began to rise on your cheeks. Since you first arrived here you took a liking to the charming man that was Peter Pan, what can you say? Bad boys are your type. 

"Anything I can do to help?" he asked, the way he said it took you off guard and you looked down and shrugged — at the same time another shiver ran through your body. 

"Unless you can magic me a radiator, then no you can’t" 

"I’m not entirely sure what a radiator is, but…" He walked causally and lifted up the covers, inviting a draft of cold air into the covers.

"W-What are you d-doing?" you asked, voice shaking for two reasons. 

"Body heat." He said, looking at you like you were stupid. He climbed in next to you and laid on his side, opening his arms.

"This isn’t a trick is it? Because I’m not in the mood Peter." 

He looked hurt and it wasn’t in a mocking way either, “I promise, (name)” the way he said your name spread a warmth inside your chest and right now you couldn’t care less if this was a trick. You laid down and he wrapped his arms around you and you began to warm up, you snuggled in closer to the man and you sighed happily and your eyes fell shut. 

"Goodnight, my princess" was the last thing you heard, and the feel of lips on your head. 

Huh, maybe you didn’t need a radiator after all.