Lost (Peter Pan x Male Mermaid Reader)

3 - Mermaid

Without question, Peter Pan had always wielded the most power. He was the first lost boy. He had a certain power about him that radiated in such a way that you couldn't help but follow him. It just seemed foolhardy not to. All the inhabitants of Neverland submitted to his rule. Well, all but one: Y/N.

That snarky, rebellious boy refused to give in to his rule. His insubordination irked him to no end. For a while he had just assumed that it would just take him a bit longer to yield to his rule than the others. That assumption could not have been more inaccurate.

He fought against any and every tactic he tried harder than anyone had before. He had to constantly think of new ways to catch him off guard, a majority of which failed. He pushed him to his limits of tolerance, making his level of aggravation sore of the charts. He downright refused to be controlled. Although, no matter how much he tried to ignore it, a secret part of him enjoyed their verbal altercations.

He intrigued him. No one had challenged his law so much as he had. He didn't seem intimidated by him either, which was something he had never dealt with before. Everyone feared the ruthless and vicious Peter Pan. Everyone but Y/N.

And the most perplexing thing- the lost boys liked him. Devin he could understand; he had helped him. They had become friends quickly, and he suspected more, but that was a separate topic altogether. However, even Felix would sometimes listen in when he told stories around the campfire. He helped the younger boys, and even comforted them when they normally would've received ridicule and been made fun of. At night, when one of them would cry, he was always there at a moment's notice to reassure them that everything was okay.

It was downright infuriating! No matter how much he tried, he couldn't understand him! He couldn't control him! He was a complex enigma. He loathed him, and he hated him back with equal measure, perhaps even more. And yet he remained kind to the lost boys? Why?! None of it made any bloody sense, and he was downright fed up with him.

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"Something on your mind, Felix?" Pan appeared next to Felix, startling the lost boy out of his thoughts.

"Yeah, actually." Felix nodded towards Y/N who sat talking to James and Devin on the other side of the camp. "Why the boy? It's been what? Hundreds of years? Why change now?"

Pan frowned. "I told you before, he washed up on the shore-"

"But why bring him here? Why not just have your shadow take him back to wherever he came from?"

"No one leaves Neverland."

"You made that rule, and you enforce it. He obviously doesn't like it here, so why are you making him stay?" Felix pressed.

"Listen, Felix," Pan's eyes blazed with anger. "It is none of your business why Y/N is here. What I do and why I do it is none of your concern, and if you have any more questions, you can take it up with the mermaids." Pan turned to leave when he heard a snicker behind his back.

"Whoa... You're sweet on him."

A sword materialized in Pan's hand, and in one swift movement he had Felix pinned to a tree, blade against his throat. His voice was low and deadly quiet as to not attract the attention of the Lost Boys and Y/N. "You better listen up laddie, because I'm saying this once and only once." Pan growled at his second in command with a ferocity that Felix had never seen before. Not that he hadn't ever become that vicious, but that this simply was a different type of anger. Defensive anger. "I do not fancy anyone, nor will I ever. Y/N is nothing more than a toy for me to play with. He means nothing to me."

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When everyone else was going hunting: "Y/N, stay here and watch the little ones."

Or: "On second thought, why don't you stay back and make dinner?"