REQUEST: Could you write something where the reader and Peter don't really get on well. Then she gets stabbed or something and she thinks she's going to die so she cries and freaks out. But Peter heals her and they gain some cute connection? Idk, I just want a tough girl who's afraid of dying… Ok bye now
A/N: i was really tired and a little high when i wrote this hope it enjoyable
FANDOM: OUAT
PAIRING: Pan x Reader
RATING: K
TITLE: Tough Little Lost Girl
WORD COUNT: 359

You'd never gotten along with Peter Pan. You thought he was an arrogant and childish and just – plain annoying dick. That was until you got hit by an arrow straight to the shoulder, and needed his help.

You stumbled into camp with Felix by your side, arm around your shoulder to hold you up. Pan saw your injury and he stood up from the log he was sitting on. Fear flickered in his eyes as he ran to you.

"What happened?" he asked in panic, and you were surprised he was concerned about you.

Pan laid you on his bed and sat next to you. You'd acted so tough all this time you were in Neverland, but to be honest, you were terrified now.

"I'm going to die, aren't I?" you said, tears burning in your eyes, heart pounding violently, and Pan shook his head.

"No you're not", he said and took your hand. He gripped his fingers around the arrow and looked at you. "I have to pull it out."

"No, please don't", you were afraid you'd bleed to death, it was right on your shoulder near an artery in the neck. You felt the tears fall down your cheeks as you thought this may be your last day on Earth. Pan tried to calm you down, but you were quite hysterical.

"Listen to me, Y/N, you're not going to die, you hear me?" he said and you nodded. He pulled the arrow out with one swift movement, sending waves of electrical pain through your body. He then swept your shirt aside from your shoulder and set his hand on the wound. it slowly healed, the small hole closing up.

"T-thank you", you muttered, tears falling down your cheeks as you let you head fall on the bed, heart still throbbing in your chest.

"I'm sorry I've–"

"Been such a dick? Yeah, you should be", you said and Pan smiled.

"I was going to say ignorant, but dick will do", he said with a laugh and you managed to laugh as well. "I was scared I'd die", you then admitted after the long silence.

"Me too."