Imagine#40:Pay up in Kisses-Peter Pan

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Y/N's P.O.V.

I've spent my life long enough in the island.And I'm so sick of having to deal with Pan everyday.You see,I was an adult once.I was lonely and the people of the Enchanted forest had always thought of me as a young witch that might end up like the Evil Queen.

But I'm nothing of the sort.I always use magic for the good.People are always just so afraid of things they don't understand that they don't realise that they were already hurting me.

I've wanted a new life and live in a place where I could do anything I wish.And the magic bean that I had worked hard to get brought me to Neverland.I met Peter here,and I knew him more than anyone will.I've been nothing but a servant to him.It was always me who picks up his mess.

For instance,when his shadow mistakenly brought girls in the island,I was the one who would take care of them until further notice.Or if his shadow was unavailable,I'd run some errands to the mainland for him.In return,I could have everything I wish in Neverland alone.

But Pan was dying.He failed to get the heart of the truest believer and he lost Felix for a stupid curse he casted over the mainland.

Now I have the island to myself...and I'm simply...lonely.I've always imagined myself happy to have the whole island to myself.But it seems like it's not that great to run it.I missed dealing with lost boys to stay away from my part of Neverland...or visiting Tinker Bell for a friendly chat...or simply trying to pull up harmless pranks when Pan was busy dealing with his bad intentions.

I regret not taking Emma's offer to go back in Storybrooke.

"Darling,you're still here!"

I was shocked to see him alive.I thought he was dead...but I guess not.

"Pan?"I called,dropping the firewood I had gathered,"You're...you're bleeding!"

I had ran to him and caught him before he fell flat on the soil.I needn't question him now so I propped him up with one of his arms around me and dragged him to my place.

"It seems like people are backstabbing you again...literally this time,"I tried to joke.But he just winced.

I took of his shirt,careful not to touch his wound.

"You've bled too much,you should be dead by now,"I deduced.

"Well,I'm clearly not.So can you please just focus on helping me stay alive!"

"Still bossy,are we?"

"You just missed me,"he said cockily before wincing once more.

I hurriedly scavenged my potions and grabbed one that heals flesh wounds.

"It's gonna sting a little,"I warned him before pouring it on him.

"Ahhhh!"

After sometime,his wound started to cloth until it was good as gone.I grabbed some clean cloth and started to clean off the dried blood on his chest.It was the only time I realised how built his body was.

Oh gosh,I knew keeping my youth would be this...mishandled.Curse these hormones!

"I wish I could've brought you a camera in my way back here so you would have something to preserve an image of my naked torso to look at,"he smirked.

"Oh shut up.'Thank you' would've sufficed,"I told Pan,"But I guess you're gonna die anyway,right?You simply failed to get yourself the heart of the truest believer.You also lost your most loyal servant."

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