Male Tinkerbell/Reader - Just Believe (Tinkerbell - Tink) (All other characters gender stay the same)
(Y/n) - Your name
(L/n) - Last name
(B/n) - Brother's name
(H/l) (h/c) - Hair length; Hair color
(P.S. If you don't have a brother just pretend it is your sister. If you don't have a sibling then just make up a name. *shrugs*)
"There's no such thing as fairies! Why can't you get that through your thick head, (B/n)!?" You shouted out at your little brother who kept pestering you about ridiculous things such as fairies and magic. He ran up to you and pointed accusingly at you with a heated glare.
"Yes, there is! And there are also Indians, pirates, and Peter Pan!" He said with a pouting frown lingering on his young face. You scoffed and rolled your (e/c) eyes at this. Your dumb little brother just needed to learn such things like magic and his stupid obsession with this fictional 'Peter Pan' person are nothing but fake childhood idiocy that's passed down from kid to kid. Typically, you wouldn't be arguing with him over something so stupid but you and he had gotten into a little tiff and this is where it ended up, bickering over the existence of Peter Pan and fairies. You don't even quite know how it ended up to this argument but it was a great waste of your time, that was for sure! You used to believe in nonsensical things like Peter Pan when you were younger but you grew up. You weren't some ignorant child like (B/n) who was nearing the age he need to grow up like you had.
"Yes, there are pirates and Indians but fairies, magic, and especially Peter Pan don't exist. It's all nonsense moms and dads tell you to make your life all 'magical' as a little kid. That's about it. You need to grow up already." You attempt to finalize with your little brother. He makes a disgusted face and sticks his tongue out at you defensively.
"They are real! I know it! I've seen Peter Pan and he has a fairy too!"
"Stop making stuff up, you've never seen Peter Pan or fairies, maybe in your dreams…" You reply and turn away from your brother with your arms crossed over your chest. He narrows his eyes and lowers his head with his frown still on his face.
"You don't know what I've seen, (Y/n)! Just wait! One day you'll see Peter Pan and his fairy too! It'll happen I know it!"
"Yeah, right," You scoff again and begin storming away from your little brother and back to your room for the night. "That'll never happen." You say and slam your door closed loudly behind you. Your brother looks back up where you slammed your door and rubs at his big doe eyes as he sniffles.
"They are real… I'll prove it to you…" He murmurs and wipes his tears from his eyes as he goes back to his bedroom to go to sleep before your parents caught him still up past his bedtime.
You were back in your bedroom and glaring a random wall from your fight with (B/n). "He really just needs to grow up already! I can't believe he has the nerve to say he's seen Peter Pan and a fairy. Gosh, he's so immature. Mom and Dad really just need to sit him down and tell him the truth already." Shaking your head, you stroll over to change into your pajamas and brush your teeth for the night. You gaze out your window that you decided to leave open because the air outside felt nice and cool before heading over to your bed and lying down. You snuggled into your warm comfy blankets and closed your eyes to go to sleep. Little did you know there was someone watching you with curiosity.
A little male fairy that had flaxen blonde hair pulled back in a very short stubby bun and had bright aquamarine eyes was peeking in through your window at you. He glanced over at his companion Peter Pan who was flying next to him. "Come on Tink. You're always look at the girl every time we visit. What's so special about her?" Peter Pan floated over and also looked over through the window and over at you who was sleeping restfully in your bed. Tink glanced at Peter and glared him and then flew in through the window to fly over towards you. Peter Pan cocked an eyebrow and leaned against the window's frame as he watched Tink fly over closer towards you. "You're gonna' wake her up! We're here to see (B/n). He said she's grown up and doesn't believe in us no more." Peter said and frowned in annoyance as Tink wasn't listening to him. Instead, Tink was insisting on staying with you.
Peter Pan and Tink had been visiting your household for about couple months, just to share visits with your younger brother who wished to go to Neverland with them. Of course, that hasn't happened yet but Peter was deciding on whether he would make a good lost boy. He wasn't so sure since he had parents who would worry about him if he was taken away unlike his own Lost Boys. You just so happened to be in the picture and for some reason Tink took an odd interest in you that Peter just didn't quite understand.
"She's just some girl, Tink. Come on, already." Peter waved Tink over but Tink shook his head and shooed at Peter to go away. Peter sighed dramatically and tilted his hat on his head, "Fine, stay here but I'm telling you she's all grown up. She doesn't believe in you. I'm going to go see (B/n) now. You just do whatever it is you're doing." Peter Pan says and flies back out through the window and goes to the other side of your house to go visit your brother. Tink remains in your room and flies down next to your pillow to study your face. Tink smiled to himself and went to grab onto a single lock of your (h/l) (h/c) hair. He smiled more as he felt the smoothness of your hair, he was tempted to tug on it but he resisted as it would surely wake you up. Tink didn't know why he was fascinated with you but there was just something about you that attracted him. Peter was probably right at the fact you didn't believe in him, which sadden him because the less believers out there the less fairies would exist. Tink really wished he could wake you up. After all, what would be so horrible about waking you up? You couldn't be that grown up, you didn't appear so old that you couldn't ever believe. If you just saw him that would have to change your mind, wouldn't it?
Tink twirled your hair around in his small hand and pouted as he watched your pretty face looking so peaceful as you slept. Tink glanced down at your hair in his hand and then your face before smirking to himself. He just couldn't help it this time, it was much too tempting. Chuckling quietly to himself he took his other hand and gripped your hair before suddenly yanking it as hard as possible. Your peaceful sleeping form quickly shot up from your bed with a loud gasp. You felt the side of your head where your hair had been pulled and you stared fearfully with wide eyes at whatever possibly could have tugged on your hair when you were sleeping. Tink was back to flying in midair as he was almost thrown off the bed from your sudden jerking movement. His sparking translucent fairy wings were fluttering and keeping him floating beside your bed as he carefully watched you looking around the room confused and afraid.
Tink didn't know if what he did was a good or bad thing, but it was quite amusing to him by your shocked reaction. Fairies were notorious for being rather mischievous after all. Tink was debating whether he should make his appearance known as he went over and hide behind your bedside's lamp that was turned off. He peeked out from behind it and kept his eyes on you as you kept frantically looking around but ended up seeing nothing out of the ordinary.
"That was weird.. Maybe, my hair got tied on to something by accident? But that really felt like something actually grabbed my hair." You said aloud to yourself and rubbed the back of your neck as you looked worriedly around your room that was only lit up by the light of the full moon outside. "Strange… It must have been nothing."
Tink didn't like that answer as he wanted you to know it was him that did it. It would have been a lot funnier if you did know it was him. Tink thought of what Peter Pan would want him to do which would probably be to stay hidden. However, Tink wanted to fly out in the open and fly around your head and show off just how awesome he was to you. You were a fascinating human, probably the only one that has ever been interesting to him before. You hesitantly lay back down and blow off the hair tugging as nothing as you close your eyes shut and try to go back to sleep. Tink pursed his lips and flew back away from the lamp as he went across your room to see what other mischief he could cause, preferably something to wake you up for good. Tink put a hand to his chin in thought and gazed around until he got a tricky idea that was sure to wake you up for a real treat.
Tink flew back over to your bedside on the other end that had a glass of ice cold water that you had gotten for bed. He landed next to it and tapped it with his finger and smirked slyly again. Putting both his hands onto the glass, he began pushing the glass of water that was bigger than himself to slide off the side table and onto you. He leaned his head down and kept pushing as hard as possible, which was a bit of task for him but it came out successfully when the glass neared the edge of the table and tipped over. Tink's eyes widen in excited anticipation as the glass of water went tipping over and then falling and splashing the freezing cold water onto you with the ice cubes also following after. It took no more than a few seconds for you to jump up into a sitting position and let out a shrill squeal from the cold water and chilling ice. Tink put a hand to his mouth and started bursting out in laughter to the point he was falling over himself laughing like what he did was the funniest thing in the whole world. You had your arms out as you stared down at your drenched self that was damp from the water. "What the heck just happened!?" You say in nothing but shock before your narrowed eyes veer over to your side table to see your glass was no longer there.
However, your immediate shock over the water falling on you was instantly dismissed when you saw a little glowing tiny person with wings rolling with laughter on your side table. Your (e/c) eyes broaden and you gasp in horror. That was certainly no insect you've ever seen before! It looked like a miniature human with shimmering wings! You did the only thing you could think of and screamed as you kept your eyes on the creature on your table. Tink immediately stopped howling in laughter once you began screaming. His bluish green eyes widen and shot up to look up at you who was still staring straight at him. He was found out, he should have thought that out a little more. Then again, he did sorta of wanted to be found out but he certainly didn't want you screaming your head off! That would attract negative attention and could bring your parents into your room or worse. Tink flew up from the table and sped over and placed a single hand onto your lips to silence you. His hand didn't cover your mouth completely but it was enough to shut you up quickly.
You were trembling on the spot and just staring almost cross-eyed at the little fairy flying in front of you with his hand on your mouth. With his other free hand he put a finger to his lips as to tell you to be quiet. You didn't know what to make of this situation and you were absolutely certain you had to be dreaming. This 'thing' looked exactly like a fairy but that just couldn't be possible! Fairies don't exist! You finally give in to what the fairy was trying to convey to you as you nodded your head to it. He narrowed his eyes skeptically as he gradually took his tiny hand off of your soft lips. Your mouth fell agape right after but you didn't scream, you just gawked at the little fairy who was tilting his head and watching you with wide-eyed fascination.
You were afraid to speak but you didn't get the vibe that something so tiny could hurt you. After all, you must be dreaming anyways so it couldn't actually harm you. You could very well just swat the thing like a pesky mosquito out of the air and be done with the whole bizarre appearance of such a creature. He seemed to be staring at you like you were some kind of mysterious artifact because he was studying you from head to toe in interest. "W-what are you?" You finally found your voice that came out sounding more fearful than intended.
Tink shook his head at you and pointed at himself, mainly at his wings. It appeared the little creature couldn't actually speak. Was he mute? You stare at him blankly and don't quite get what he's saying. He notices this and flies forward and flicks your forehead. You flinch and glare the little fairy, "What was that for!?"
He half frowned and points back at himself again and looks at you with a look that said, 'isn't it obvious?'. Your mouth opens again and you hesitantly take a stab at what he was. "You're a …" you sigh heavily and roll your eyes, "A fairy? … I must be dreaming. Fairies don't exist." You say blandly and stare at the little fairy disbelievingly.
The pale blonde fairy nods but then glares at you when you say fairies don't exist. He flicks your forehead again and you flinch again. "Hey, stop doing that! What's wrong with you, ya little pest!?"
Tink crosses his arms in defense and keeps glaring you. You assume that he was not thrilled about you telling him that his type didn't exist. 'Well, they don't exist. This is a dream after all.' You think to yourself and then make a sigh. "Alright, so you don't like me saying you don't exist but let's be honest. You don't… This is just a dream. You're a figment of my imagination. I'm gonna pinch myself right now and wake up." You tell the fairy firmly before going to pinch your arm. Tink looks at you like you're stupid and watched you with a smug expression as you pinch yourself as hard as possible and let out a small yelp. "Ow!" You hiss and then turn to look back to see where the fairy was, only to be confused at the fact he was still floating there with his arms crossed over his bare chest. "W-what?! I was sure that would work!" You complained and pinch yourself again but still nothing. "Okay, obviously I'm just in a really deep sleep." You try reasoning to yourself. Tink rolls his eyes and shakes his head.
You look back at him and study him, he was pale and well-toned as he was bare chested and was wearing some kind of leafy type skirt and had brown shoes that had bells on them that jingled a bit every so often. You didn't want to admit it since he was a a figment of your imagination but he was pretty handsome… for a fairy. "Are you the one that tipped my water over on me?!" You finally accuse and he smirks smugly and nods repeatedly at you. You glare at him and go to get out of your bed that was slightly soaked from the water. Tink watched as you stand up to your full height. He floats up to be face to face with you so you didn't have to look down at him. "Well, that was really rude of you! You must have been the one to tug my hair too! Do you have some kind of problem with me?" You question the fairy that couldn't even give you a vocal response but his actions and wide variety of expressions seemed to fully make up for his lack of speech.
He blinks a couple time and frowns as he shakes his head, he then smiles and zips around your head which makes you gasp again. He grins and goes back in front of you and places his hands onto his hips. "Uh, okay then…" You say with furrowed eyebrows. "You can fly… That's not surprising for a fairy. If they did exist. Huh, I wonder how long this dream will last…" You trail off and pace across your room. Tink stares at you and looked annoyed and somewhat sadden by your disbelief in him. "So since we're stuck in my dream until who knows how long. What's your name? Do fairies have names?" You question and glance at the night sky before looking back at Tink. He rolls his eyes and nods at you before taking notice of a pen that was on your dresser and flying over towards it. Landing on the dresser, he takes both of his hands to lift up the pen that was slightly too big and somewhat heavy for him. You walk over to your dresser curiously and watch him attempt to write on a notepad you had left on your dresser at some point in time.
It was kinda funny watching him trying to maneuver the pen since it was so big for him. He put the tip of the pen onto the paper and very messily attempted to write something. He drew a vertical line and then another horizontal line on top of it which formed a 'T'. He had his tongue sticking out at the side of his mouth as he concentrated on moving the pen to write out the next letter of the word. It took some time but he was able to write out a four letter word that looked like a two year old wrote their name out, but you couldn't knock him since the pen was rather large for him to carry around. The word 'Tink' was written out and you took a mighty large guess that the word was his name like you asked of him.
"Tink? That's your name?" You question the pixie who set the pen down to look back up at you. He puts his hands back on his hips and gives you a firm nod and smile. He was obviously proud of his little accomplishment but you guess it was a big one for him since everything was so large compared to his stature. "That's an interesting name. It suits you… for a fairy. You're probably wondering what my name is, huh?" You inquire and Tink nods enthusiastically as he floats back up near your face to look you in the eyes.
"My name is (Y/n) (L/n). It would have been a pleasant meeting if you hadn't dumped ice cold water on me and yanked at my hair. That hurt you know?" You accuse the tricky little fairy who only smirked and began laughing at your face. You shake your head at his laughter and frown lightly, "Ha-ha very funny…. Jeez, I can't believe I'm even talking to a fairy right now and to think I was just arguing with (b/n) saying that you weren't real…. Well, not that you are real. I am still dreaming."
Tink stopped laughing and narrowed his eyes with a very irritable frown appearing on his face. He goes over and takes a strand of your hair and pulls it as hard as he could. You yelp and back away while at the same time trying to swat Tink out of the air with your hand. "Stop that!"
He shakes his head and glares you and he points back at himself and nods his head firmly as if saying, 'I am real!'. You glower slightly at the tiny little fay that really apparently was hot-headed. "OKAY, I'll stop saying you're not real but you aren't so…" You trailed off as he floats there and glares you down, his whole body was actually glowing a faint red. You were assuming this meant he was quite angry at the fact you kept denying his existence. "Look I'm sorry okay? There's no need to get fussy over it. I'm really sorry."
Tink gawks at you skeptically and is still irritated at the fact you still don't believe in him but he accepts your apology, anyways. Only because he kinda liked you for some reason that even he didn't know why. You just fascinated him and even more so now that you were actually aware of his presence. He still frowns but looks more sad and his body goes back to it's original yellowish white glow. "So uh you forgive me right?"
He slumps his shoulders and nods slowly to you. You smile lightly at him, "Thank you. We might as well get along until my dream ends. You know my brother (b/n) would be freaking out right now. He believes in fairies and some guy called Peter Pan who can fly and stuff." You tell Tink and his bright blue eyes wide in recognition when you mentioned Peter Pan. He nods his head excitedly and does a flip in the air. You raise an eyebrow and weren't completely sure what he was getting so excited about. He started pointing out the still opened window with a large grin. You wished so badly he could speak right now because he was not making any sense to you. What did he want you to jump out the window? You weren't even sure anymore, he was rather inconstant. One moment he seemed joyfully and then the next he looked like he was going to kill you with his fairy magic. 'Can a fairy even kill someone?' You wondered dumbly to yourself and then were taken back when Tink flew over and grabbed onto the sleeve of your pajamas and tugged.
"What do you want? I'm not jumping out the window if that is what your suggesting. I don't have wings like you do."
Tink stares at you and face palms and shakes his head. He makes a thoughtful expression before zipping out of the window himself. You gasp and grab onto the window seal and stare out at him as he makes a stopping motion with his hand for you to remain still in your place. You furrow your eyebrows in confusion and do what the fairy was asking of you as he flies away, out of view. "What a weird fairy…" You mutter and wait for whenever Tink would get back.
Tink soars to the other side of your home where your brother's room was. Peter must have opened the window because it was cracked open enough for Tink to get through. The little fairy drifts into (B/n)'s room and sees Peter Pan laughing and talking with young (B/n) who was watching his hero in awe. Tink flew over and circled around your little brother's head which made him gasp out and grin even wider than before. "TINK!" He squealed and jumped up and down on his bed in excitement.
"There you are Tink! What took ya so long? That girl couldn't be that interesting." Peter said to Tink who glared him for calling you uninteresting. He didn't know why he felt defensive over you but he didn't like how Peter kept riding you off as boring because you considered yourself grown up.
"Are you talking about my sister, (Y/n)?" (B/n) asked curiously as he turned his big eyes to look over at Peter who was lounging in the air on his side.
"Oh yeah! (Y/n) is her name!?" Peter asked and your brother nodded repeatedly.
"Um yes, She doesn't believe in magic or anything. She says she's too grown up to believe in things like magic or you guys…"
Tink nodded and tugged on Peter's sleeve and started speaking to him which only Peter could understand. He put his hand to his ear and listened to Tink. Peter's mouth fell agape and he looked surprised by what he said to him. "You mean she's awake right now? You woke her up?" Peter crossed his arms and looked at Tink disapprovingly. Tink shrugged and pointed out the window. Peter glanced over at (B/n) who smiled up at him. "Go see (Y/n)… She really needs to know." He said, making Peter nod and smile back.
"Alright, I'll visit her. Maybe, some good ol' magic will open her eyes." Peter replied and then flew out the window with Tink to go back over to your room. Your brother stood there and smiled to himself with a sparkle in his eyes. He knew more than anything that Peter Pan of all people could reopen your heart back to what it is like to see through the eyes of a child. He just hoped more than anything he could have his old sister back, the sister that wasn't all grown up and lost the magic that was in your heart years ago. With just a little pixie dust and good thoughts, just maybe the child inside would resurface.
"Just believe, (Y/n)…" (B/n) whispered as he stared out at the starry night sky where Peter Pan and Tink had flown out of. "Just believe…"
You sighed as you stared out your window at the full moon. You were losing hope that Tink was going to come back from wherever he went. Frowning you shook your head and closed your window after a couple minutes. "What am I doing? This is all a dream. Fairies don't exist. He's nothing but a figment of my imagination." You chide to yourself. Going back to your bed you lie down on the side that wasn't wet from the water and snuggle back under the sheets and blankets. You closed your eyes and waited for sleep to overcome you but it didn't, at least not when you heard after a couple minutes the sound of tapping on your window.
You quickly pull yourself up and scrutinize your window where you kept hearing the sounds of taps on it as if someone was knocking on it. There outside your window you saw Tink floating there but this time he wasn't alone. A slim boy was floating next to him! He had short vibrant orange hair that was hidden under a green hat that had a red feather sticking out of it. He wore green attire that reminded you much of an elf and had a leather belt that had a small dagger holstered at his hip. Your eyes widen fully as you stare head on at the sight of the two flying people outside your own window. "Now I know I'm dreaming…" You mummer and stand up from your bed to stroll over to your window where they were waiting for you to open it. You narrow your eyes and take the latches of your window and pull them open.
"Hey there!" Peter greets with a boyish grin and playful wave of his hand. Tink smiles and flies in as you back away from your window in bewilderment as the mysterious pair takes their entrance on inside your bedroom.
"W-who are you!?" You exclaim in alarm as the eternally youthful boy swiftly flies in and glides around your room before stopping and looking at you with a grin.
He takes his hat off of his head and with a gentlemanly bow with his hat, he replies, "My name is Peter Pan! And from what Tink and your brother tell me your name is (Y/n)!" Peter said and floated over closer to you. Tink grinned and flew around your head which made you turn around in a circle in awe as fairy dust glitter trails around your head in Tink's wake.
"Peter Pan?! Oh… No way…" You say and he grins at this.
"No way is right! I'm the one and only!" He chuckles and goes back to lounging on his side as he floats lazily in the air in your room.
"No! That's not what I meant! I meant no way as in there is no way you can be real!" You retort with a sneering scoff. He frowns and glances at Tink who was also frowning from your little comment of unbelief. Tink flies in front of your face and wags a finger in your face as if telling you that you're wrong. You furrow your brows and shake your head at the fairy. "You can't be real. Both of you! I must be just dreaming all of this because my brother and I were arguing about you before I went to bed. Now its just stuck in my mind." You accusingly pointed at Peter Pan and declared, "Because of you my little brother won't ever shut up about nonsense like you, fairies, and other magical rubbish! You're not real! It's impossible!"
"Nothing is impossible and I'm certainly no dream! Maybe, a dream come true but not an actual dream. Have you tried pitching yourself awake?" Peter asked and you nodded with a glower.
"Yes, I have and I didn't wake up! I'm just dreaming deeply."
"Riiigght… (B/n) told me that you were just some grown up girl who didn't believe in anything no more." Peter crossed his arms and glanced at Tink who began speaking to him again in a way that only he could understand. "Why don't you believe?"
"Why would I? Flying is impossible for one thing... which you are doing now." You assert seriously and he laughs and shakes his head. Tink shakes his head too and flies over to you and smiles brightly as Peter speaks.
"You think flying is impossible!? Certainly not! All you need is a little pixie dust and to think of the happiest thing in the entire world! It is that simple!" Peter told you and gestured for Tink to do his thing. Tink floated closer towards you which made you hesitantly take a step back. He smirked and flew in anyways and tapped your nose with his finger playfully. You look at him in confusion as he looks like he takes a hand full of something and suddenly throws it into your face. Your (e/c) eyes widen as beautiful yellow and white sparkles fly into your face, it didn't feel like anything but the sight was amazing. "Now just think of the happiest thing you could possibly think of!" Peter Pan says and watches you in obvious amusement as you make an uncertain expression but do as he says out of curiosity.
'Okay, this seems really dumb but I'll do it…' You think to yourself and then clench your eyes closed as you began to start thinking of (one of your favorite things). You focus on that and don't even notice as your feet start to levitate from the ground you were standing on. Tink grins cutely and does a does a flip in the air excitedly as he watches you float up with them. You have the feeling something was off and you were certainly correct! You were off the ground! Your eyes widen again and you gasp loudly as you peer down at the floor underneath you. Tink smiles and Peter grins toothily as you come to realize you were floating. "T-this can't be happening!? I can't seriously be… flying!? I must be dreaming, I must be… I-I…." You trail off and you couldn't describe the overwhelming feelings you were getting from actually doing the single thing you've always wanted to do ever since you were a little girl who used to believe in such things.
"(Y/n)… You just have to believe. This is real, you're not dreaming." Peter says and flies over to you. You stare at him and awkwardly float in the middle of you room, you were too frightened to move anywhere else. Tink flies over even closer to you and waves you to follow him. You shake on the spot and were brought into a stupor when Peter suddenly rushed at your back and pushed you forwards towards the window. They were pushing you out of the window! You were going to die! You screamed and went tumbling through the air and out of your window. You closed your eyes again thinking that this was going to be your end but you didn't feel like you were falling. You reopen your eyes and look down to see the ground way below you. It was then you realized you were actually flying outside your window! You turned around to look back at your room as Peter and Tink rush out and fly next to you. You look at Tink with a face still baffled by what was going on. He smiles sweetly towards you and waves you again to follow him through the starry evening sky. You get enough courage to cautiously glide yourself over towards him, you actually were moving on your own through the sky! Your mouth was agape as you followed after Tink who was flying higher and higher into the black sky above. You looked up at him nervously as he kept waving you encouragingly to follow him.
"Go on, (Y/n)! Follow Tink! He'll show you a great time! I'll be right back you two! I need to pick someone up for a ride!" Peter stated and then flew back to fly towards your brother's window. You did as Tink was wanting you to do and chased after him rather slowly at first. Tink actually seemed patient with you to much of your relief since you were going so slow from the fear that the magic might just stop working and you would plummet to your untimely demise. But plummeting you never did, instead you went higher and higher until you were able to touch the misty clouds. Tink grinned and kept waving you over.
"Alright, alright! I'm coming!" You exclaim and fly after him while gaining some speed. You finally manage to fly by his side and both of you were now going quite fast. The crisp wind felt wondrous as it breezed through your (h/l) (h/c) hair and onto your face. You couldn't stifle the giggle that came bursting out as you eyed down at your hometown below you. Everything under you looked like the size of ants but at the same time it was gorgeous from all the lights and buildings. "This is… This is amazing!" You finally confine to your fairy friend who turned his head to look at you and nod excitedly. He being much faster than you and agile, he zipped around your body playfully with a trail of sparkles left behind him and then ended up right in front of your face. You gasped and halted in the air before you crashed right into him. You couldn't fight the blush that had for some reason appeared on your reddish pink tinted cheeks as you stared at him face to face.
He smiled sheepishly and you could see his face turn a complete shade of pink. You look at him shyly and tilt your head, "This is a lot of fun… If only, I weren't dreaming. I actually don't think I would mind waking up to find that this was for real. If only…" You sighed heavily and Tink's smile and blush quickly washed away as you said this. He was absolutely frustrated you kept thinking this was a dream! Tink shook his head angrily and went to tug your hair again as a clear sign to show you he was upset. "HEY, stop pulling my hair! It hurts! Are you mad at me?!"
He let go and nodded his head and stubbornly crossed his arms in front of you with a sadder expression rising on his face. You furrowed your brows and were confused on why he seemed so in the dumps now. He wished he could tell you why, it upset him but he couldn't since only Peter and other fairies could understand him. He lowers his head and shakes it gloomily. Seeing that you made him all sad all of a sudden, you feel guilty and bit the bottom of your lip as you stare at him worriedly. "I'm sorry that I upset you. I just don't believe in these kind of things. I don't know how to believe in these kind of things when I know they're not real." You say softly to him. He stares at you with his bright blue eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness of the sky. It wasn't until Peter Pan flew back up where you were but this time had someone familiar with him.
"(B/n)?!"
Your little brother grinned, his middle tooth was missing so it looked goofy, "Hi there (Y/n)! We're flying can you believe it!? You have to believe in magic, fairies, and Peter Pan now!"
"Yeah, you have too!" Peter added in just as enthusiastically as your brother. You frown and shake your head.
"I'm only dreaming this up… This is all impossible. I can't really fly, Peter Pan isn't real, and fairies don't exist." You say and Tink gasps in horror. Peter turns to look at Tink who looks absolutely mortified by what you said and he knew exactly why. Peter turns to sharply glare at you while your brother looks concerned by whatever was happening.
"Why would you say that, (Y/n)!? Do you have any idea what that does when you say that?! You could've killed Tink! Your disbelief has probably killed other fairies! Fairies survive off the belief of others, especially children. Just because you're so grown up doesn't give you have the right to say that!"
You glanced at Peter in shock and over at Tink who was looking at you with the saddest blue eyes you have ever seen on someone. It twisted your heart and you felt nothing but remorse for what you had said. This was just a dream though, none of this was for real. When you wake up you would find yourself in bed and everything would go back to your normal mundane life you lived. "But… I'm dreaming… I-I… I have to be."
"(Y/n)… This is for real. Don't you remember what it feels like to believe?" (B/n) said quietly as he looked at you with hopeful eyes. You felt small in the middle of the group who were all staring at you disapprovingly, though Peter was quite upset with you for denying that fairies existed. You felt awful and glanced down to look at the towering buildings below you. You wanted to cry from the way they were making you feel. You couldn't possibly act like you believed in such fairytales, it was so elementary. You were grown up now, too old to believe in such whimsical drivel.
"I do remember…" You murmur in anguish. Tink flies up to your face and gives you sad puppy eyes. You look straight at him and feel your heart strings tugged heavily in your chest. The look he was giving you was painful to bear. You actually wanted to believe he was real. What if he was?
… No! You couldn't… It's childish to think that any of this is for real! You are grown up! But then again… It couldn't hurt to believe in them if this is all pretend in a dream, right?
Tink flies over and grabs on to your finger and rests his head against it as he looks up at you from under his eyelashes. You feel your heart still drowning in your chest as he looks at you like that. Peter Pan watches Tink and then looks back at you with crossed arms.
"He really likes you for some reason, ya know? Even though you keep saying he isn't real. Just try really hard to see the way we see things, back when you weren't so grown up."
You see a single tear fall down Tink's cheek and you almost feel physical pain from it as it wretches your heart into pieces. "I…I… I want to believe… I just don't know how."
"Well, its really simple. As simple as flying!" Peter exclaimed and floated closer. "All you have to do is close your eyes and repeat after me~!"
You weren't too sure of his words but you do as he says and close your eyes. Tink stares up at you as you had your eyes closed. The little fairy flies up from your hand and watches your face closely as Peter speaks up.
"Repeat after me. I do believe in fairies."
Your face scrunches up in distaste at the words as you mutter them almost incomprehensibly, "I do believe in fairies…"
Peter furrows his brows at your barely spoken words as he puts a hand to his ear, "What was that, (Y/n)? Say it again but WAY louder!"
Tink looks at you hopefully as you struggle with these childlike words, but you do as your told and say them again a bit more loudly than before. "I do believe in fairies."
"Good... but this time trust in what your saying! Don't just say it! With all your heart at this very moment just take a little pinch of faith, trust, and pixie dust and say it as loudly as you can to the whole entire world! I do believe in fairies! Say it!" Peter shouted and looked at you with hope next to your brother who was also putting full believe in you that you find it in your heart to pull back out those childhood beliefs that were tucked deep inside your heart for so long.
Your lip twitches as you dryly gulp and speak up not quite as loudly as you wanted, "I… I do believe in fairies…" You said then suddenly feel more confident in what you're saying as you open up your eyes and are now staring into Tink's eyes confidently. "I do…" You trail off in a quiet voice and look at Tink who was smiling softly at you. His mere smile lit up something in your heart and then with all your might you yelled out to the heavens, "I do believe in fairies! I do! I believe! … I believe in fairies! I believe in Peter Pan! I believe in pixie dust, flying, and magic! I do!" You felt that heaviness in your heart chisel away and in its place a lightness elevates your heart, especially when seeing Tink grin from ear to ear in delight. A brighter glow shone off of him and suddenly he flew forwards and laid a quick but soft and very magical kiss onto your lips. Your eyes widen as he smiles at you bashfully and goes to hide behind Peter who didn't quite get the point of a 'kiss'. He heard Wendy tell him about it but he still didn't get the point of it, even when she had placed one on his own lips.
Tink goes to whisper something in Peter's ear and Peter glanced at him with his brown eyes before looking back at you. "Uh, Tink told me to tell you that he really, really likes you, (Y/n)." Peter repeats and chuckles at the blush that appears on your face. You glance behind Peter Pan and over at Tink who was hiding behind Peter's neck and staring at you with shyness and with a reddish pink glow on his own cheeks.
You cannot help but smile at this as you reply back, "I really, really like him too." Tink's whole face goes red and he giggles and hide completely behind Peter. You feel an airy feeling that was full of happiness overwhelm you. Apparently, Tink had a crush on you! You keep smiling until (B/n) speaks up.
"We should fly more! Its so super awesome being up here and flying like birds!" He exclaimed and you nodded with a smirk and flew over towards him. He giggled and dodged while he flew around you playfully. You start chasing him throughout the night sky both of you laughing loudly and enjoying this magical moment together. Tink and Peter watch you with smiles and Tink whispers in Peter's ear again. Peter makes a thoughtful expression at his inquiry and sighs.
"I don't know Tink. Are you sure that's a good idea?" Tink nods eagerly with a grin and points at you in excitement. Peter looks over at you and then Tink, "You just want to keep (Y/n) around for yourself!"
Tink smiles sheepishly and rubs the back of his neck and nods with his blush coming back. Peter rolls his eyes and doesn't get stuff like crushes and love. It all sounded kinda girly and gross to him, but respecting his best friend's wishes, Peter flew over and went in the middle of your little game of tag in the sky. "Hey! (Y/n)! I got something that will really get you to believe in us!"
You stare at Peter oddly and gasp when he took your hand and began flying you in a certain direction. Tink appeared quite jealous as his face turned red at the fact Peter was holding your hand. Tink pouted and chased after Peter and was probably going to pull his hair or play a mean trick on him for holding hands with the girl he likes! Peter obviously not getting the concept because he was young and naive, he started flying to the second star on the right.
"Where are we going!?"
Peter looks at you and grins with childlike excitement, "Off to Neverland!" He said before laughing and also grabbing onto (B/n)'s hand once he flew closer. Tink flew where Peter was holding your hand and began trying to rip his hand away from your own. You felt his tugging and smiled shyly as he glared your intertwined hands. You decide to let go of Peter's hand to make Tink happier which he seems to be too much of his own relief. He knew that you and him were very different, especially in size, but he didn't care! He really liked you and he decided that you were now going to be his human! His favorite one and only human! Just like Peter got to claim Wendy as his own! Tink smiled at you as you let go of Peter's hand. Peter was not even paying attention as you let go. You smile at Tink who is beside you and decide to extend your hand out to him with your pinkie outward towards Tink. The little pixie notices this and grins as he reaches out with his own hand and holds onto your pinkie, which was just tiny enough for him to hold as if he were actually holding your hand. You giggle as Tink stares at you with a happy dazed expression.
"Apparently we're going to Neverland." You say to Tink and the pixie nods and smirks at you. He points his free hand's finger at the star to the right and you look up to gaze upon it as you go closer and closer towards it. "That's where Neverland is?" You guess and he nods eagerly as you get what he was trying to convey to you. "Well, I'm not so sure about this but if I'm only dreaming-… I mean… Never mind. I can't wait to visit Neverland!" You exclaim and Tink notices the change in you that seemed to blossom back to your childhood self that loved fairytales and all things seemingly impossible, even if you were considered grownup. In Neverland you would never grow up ever again, you could be a child at heart forever!
It seemed like magic when you flew through a cloud and in a rainbow of light you were suddenly flying overhead an entire bright ocean and gigantic island that was nearby. You and (B/n)'s eyes were wide in awe from the breathtaking beauty of the blue skies, the crystal clear oceans, the lush green forests of the island, the many rainbows, and just about everything else that was revealed to you like a treasure chest with gleaming solid gold inside. "OH my gosh! This is SO awesome!" You scream to the skies and Tink laughs at your enthusiasm. Peter Pan also laughs from you and your brother's astounded reactions. "Welcome to Neverland, (Y/n) and (B/n)! Here you will never grow up and you can live with us forever and ever and go on many wild adventures together with me and the Lost Boys! Its all up to you!" Peter Pan exclaimed with a closed eyed smile as you all sailed through the windy gorgeous azure blue colored skies.
"I can't be dreaming… I don't want to be dreaming." You whisper to the air. Tink hears you and nods his head. You glance at him as he points at you with his free hand that wasn't holding onto your pinkie and shakes his head. You were assuming he was trying to say that he agreed that you weren't dreaming, in which you weren't so certain you were anymore.
"I'm not dreaming…" You finally say to yourself and Tink grins and vigorously nods his head up and down in excitement. He lets go of your hand and flies around you in a flurry, his sparkly magic as always trailing behind in his wake as he flew. He stopped you in your tracks and kissed you on the lips again with a quick peck. You stop midair and bring your hand to your lips in shock. He smiles again in shyness and with his hands he forms the shape of a heart and then points at you. Your heart races as the little pixie confesses his feelings for you. You never thought you would ever have a fairy have a crush on you but for some reason you didn't think it as weird as you would had first thought.
You smile sweetly back, "I like you too."
Tink grins and claps his hands joyfully before going back over to your side and grabbing your pinkie. He waves you to start moving as Peter and your little brother were nearing the island but stopped when they noticed you had stopped following. Peter whistled and waved you two over. "Come on you two slow pokes! Let's get a move on!"
Tink and you giggle as you fly back through the air and follow after Peter to go whatever Peter Pan was taking you. You knew for sure now you weren't dreaming and that this was all for real this time. This dream was a dream you would never wake up from because it was as real as real could be. So maybe you were grownup but that doesn't mean you couldn't see things through the eyes of a child. Your heart is still the same as when you were a child, it just took some digging to find that part of you again. You didn't quite mind leaving your old life behind because who would give up a chance to live in Neverland, not you!
The four of you flew until you reached the island and arrived at Peter's hideout where you met new boys dressed in animal furs who were about the same age as your little brother. You found out that all the little boys were called the Lost Boys and they were a band of children that accompanied Peter Pan in Neverland who were all against the nasty evil Captain Hook who ruled over the oceans on his ship the Jolly Roger. You decided that day to stay in Neverland forever with Peter Pan to be a friend to the Lost Boys and something special to Tink. You didn't know how your relationship with Tink would work out since you were both very different. But he showed he cared about you in many ways than just one by his actions, he would hug you, fly with you, give you special gifts, and from time to time he would still give you quick kisses on the lips that were all soft, sweet, and especially innocent.
When you went to sleep the first night, you vaguely were expecting to wake up back in your bedroom and back to your humdrum normal life. You snuggled into the comfy animal furs that made up your entire new bed and closed your eyes. Unaware that Tink had flew over and cuddled next to your side and fell asleep next to you. When the sun was blaring through that morning and reaching your eyes, you opened them warily.
You were met with a familiar smiling face in front of yours. Tink was sitting cross-legged in midair and watching you as you slept. You gasped and were left astonished. "Tink? Is that really you?!" You whispered out in awe and he nodded eagerly and floated over to kiss your cheek lightly before backing away with a sweet smile towards his favorite human girl. It was then you realized for sure that you weren't dreaming, that this was all for real.
Fairies were real, Peter Pan was real, magic was real, Neverland was real….
All it took was some faith, trust, and some pixie dust and all your childhood dreams came true.
All you had to do was just believe...
