He Wears The Pan (Pan, Peter x reader)

Ch. 6

Y/n's Pov.

It's been a couple days since I've learned Peter and I's backstory and destiny and shit, so I have allowed myself to become more social  and comfortable around Peter. Quite frankly, I'm actually enjoying it too. I can more open to him, we can become friends (or more), I don't have to act soulless around him, and so much more. Yesterday Peter has actually given me something I haven't had in a while, a proper nickname. He came up to me and said

"Hows everything going y/n/n?"

Of course he ended up turning as red as the chiefs makeup, but it was cute. Today I was just on a regular stroll, when I saw Peter by a little step murmuring to himself

Peter's Pov.

"come on you can do it. just fly."

Y/n Pov.

I crept forward not wanting to scare him and listened closely. Then right as I was about to walk up to him, he jumps off the ledge and lands face first in the dirt. I gasped and ran to him

"Peter! Peter! Are you alright?"

he groans and looks up at me with a solemn face,

"I cant do it. I cant fly."

My heart felt like it shattered when he said that, so I dropped down next to him and engulfed him in a hug.

"Yes you can, I believe in you."

I murmur in his ear. Then I helped him to his feet, give him another hug, and lead him back to the ledge.

"All you have to do is believe peter, I do,"

Peter then takes a deep breath and jumps, this time his fall was softer and it took more time, but he still landed hard on his face. 

"It's ok, try again"

I reassured him, and he did it again. each time he did it the fall became slower until he was able to actually stop his fall. When he jumped, he stopped falling for a couple seconds before landing on the ground.

"oh my gosh you did it!"

I cheered, while Peter wore a huge smile on his face. I ran up to him and threw myself into a hug. The two of us held the hug for a while, and slowly the hug made me get this old familiar feeling in my stomach. That's when it reminded me of HIM, which made me release the hug and for a split second I swore I saw disappointment in Peter's face.