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Just like Romeo & Juliet (Kind Of)

Request: Hey love! Could you possibly right an imagine where the reader is Hook's daughter, and she and Pan are in a secret relationship. And on their nightly visit when Pan flies to Hook's ship for the reader, (make it as cute and fluffy as possible please!) they get caught by one of Hooks crew, and Hook is enraged and tried to kill Pan, but the reader stops him, and after Hook sees how in love the two are, He hesitantly agrees to the relationship

Word Count: 1830

Warnings: None

Where is he?

It is twelve minutes past midnight. He should have been here by now.

The frosty night chill greets your bare shoulders, and you silently curs yourself for not bringing out a coat to wear over your (slightly revealing) night gown. In all fairness, you didn't think you'd be waiting this long for him to come.

But then you hear it: the sound of something much greater than a bird majestically swooping through the air.

Even though he's late, you can't help but grin at the sight of Peter. He lands gracefully and quietly on the deck of the ship, his tousled brown hair blowing gently in the wind.

You practically run into each other's arms, almost knocking each other down in excitement. He leans down and kisses you, both of his hands cupping your face and then running through your hair, and you can just tell how much he's been missing you, and you're glad you're not the only one. Finally, he pulls back softly, just enough to see your face. He traces the outline of your lips and smiles, and his eyes won't come off of you.

Peter presses his forehead against you and whispers, "I've missed you so much, Y/N."

You grin, and reach up to touch his cheek with your hand. "Peter, I've missed you too." Then, jokingly, "You're twelve minutes late, by the way."

Peter throws his head back, trying not to laugh and wake up the ship.

You both know the risk of what would happen if someone, anyone on the ship were to wake up and see you and Peter like this.

To put it very simply: Peter would be killed. You would never see the light of day ever again.

Your father, Killian Jones, would most likely make you watch Peter choke on his own blood.

The very thought makes you tug at the Peter in front of you to make the mental one go away.

"Peter, I..." You start to say, but you stop yourself.

"What?" Peter's eyes widen. He tries to guide your line of sight back to him by gently grabbing your cheeks. "What, Y/N? What is it?"

And then you look up at him, and you feel it, a million things you want to tell this boy, this beautiful boy you may be in love with, and you don't even know where to start.

"Peter...I wanna run away with you."

You watch as Peter's whole face lights up, and for a minute, he almost begins to fly. You pull him back to the deck.

"Y/N I'd..." You can see the ideas blooming in Peter's mind. The places you could go, the place he could take you.

But then reality sets in on him as well, and you assume he has the same choking-on-his-own-blood vision you had.

"But...your father, Y/N. He hates me. He wants to colonize Neverland. If he ever found out about us..."

You bury your head in his chest, and try to live as much as you can in this brief moment of escape. "I know. I know. So let's just forget that. I wanna focus on the now."

The two of you stay like this, wrapped up in each other's arms, for what feels like forever. Then, you hear the grandfather clock in your father's cabin strike, indicating that it is now 1 o'clock in the morning.

Before he leaves, Peter promises you that he'll be back tonight at the same time. With one last kiss that lingers on your lips, he's off into the night, soaring up into the clouds until you can't see him anymore.

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The day goes on like every other day on board does. Your father barks commands at his crew while you "survey" the ship (your father, not trusting you enough to let you do a crew member's work, made up the job position). It's hot, and you can't focus on anything else except how excited you are to see Peter tonight.

Dinner with the crew consists of the catch of the day (a two foot grouper), and once the sun sets, you hurry off to your cabin to make yourself look slightly less like you've been stranded on a boat all day.

You're spraying perfume on the back of your ears when you hear it: someone smashing something outside on the front deck. Then, shouting.

Oh no.

You sprint outside to the front of the ship, only to find Peter being held with his arms painfully twisted behind his back, Killian's first mate being the one holding him.

"Love, go get your father. It looks like Pan's tried to plan an attack on our ship!" The pirate addresses you, Peter squirming in his grip.

Peter's wide eyes lock with yours, a silent conversation happening in the span of two seconds. What do we do?

Panic sets in as your father appears from his cabin, drawing his sword. "No need to fetch me, I'm here."

Killian circles around Peter, his sword pointed right at your soul mate's throat. "So what is it, Pan? Did you think you'd try and ransack us in our sleep? A stealth mission of theft, you'd be gone before we woke?"

"P, please, Captain Hook, I can explain-" Peter starts, but your father quiets him immediately.

Killian whistles loudly, and immediately the entire crew begins to rise from their chambers, all sleepy-eyed and bed headed.

This isn't going to be good at all.

"Boys, tie him to the pole! Someone, tape his mouth shut!" Your father shouts, and all at once, his crew begins to grab at Peter, binding his wrists behind him and tying a cloth around his jaw so he can't speak.

You need to speak up. You have to!

"What are we going to do with him, Captain?" The first mate asks.

Killian smiles an awfully wicked smile, and your heart sinks to the very bottom of your chest. "Why, mates, we're going to do with him what we do to all thieves: tie his limbs and make him walk the plank!"

The crew cheers, and when one of the crew mates lurches for Peter, you scream.

"No!"

Immediately, ever pair of eyes turn to you. However, you're only focusing on Peter's. Peter, who is shaking his head at you, pleading with you.

Y/N, don't do it. I can get out. Save yourself.

But it is too late.

Your father turns to look at you, and his face softens. "Aw, Y'N, darling, you don't have to watch this. Really, go back to bed. The men have to do what the men have to do."

You feel an anger rise up in your chest, and you push through the crowd of pirates, defensively standing in front of Peter.

"No, dad, I won't," You start, looking your father dead in the eye, "Because Peter wasn't trying to break into the ship. He was here to see me."

Silence fills the deck. For a moment, no one says a word. Not, at least, until your father bellows, "WHAT?"

You grimace, and the crew members look uncomfortable. They back away from you and Peter, leaving a clear path from you to your father.

Killian approaches both of you, and you block Peter's body with your own like a human shield.

"You mean...to tell me...that you and this, this...vandal, this...RUFFIAN boy are...seeing each other?" Your father is hissing, and you know this is exactly how you thought he would react.

Just then, Peter tries to say something, but it comes out muffled from the gag. Quickly, you turn to him and untie the cloth, throwing it to the ground.

"Sir, please, just let me say something." Peter begins to beg.

"Oh, no, Pan. I think I've had enough from you-" Killian starts to dismiss, but Peter interjects.

"Please, sir."

All the crew members go quiet and lean forward, anticipating what Peter has to say.

Your father goes quiet as well, wordlessly allowing Peter to speak.

Peter takes a deep breath, momentarily glancing at you before locking eyes with your father.

"Sir, I know how it's been between our kind for the last few years. And believe me, I'm not proud of a lot of it. But sir, I am terribly and hopelessly in love with your daughter. I've never felt so happy or so sure of anything in my entire life. Every second of my being is filled with the need to be with her, to be close to her. That's why I came here. To see her. And sir, if you let me continue to see your daughter, I vow with all that I have to protect her, and to put her life before my own. Because I love her."

When Peter stops talking, the deck fills with silence once more. But you're not paying attention to them.

Because right now, you're looking at Peter, and you know in your heart he's worth giving up everything. He is your everything.

Your father is slow to speak.

"Crew, untie Pan."

You run to your father, wrapping your arms around him in a hug. You whisper, "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

However, he puts his hands on your shoulders. "Not so fast, young lady."

Peter, now free, slowly walks over to you and Killian, waiting for your father to continue.

Tension hangs in the air.

"Alright," your dad finally says, and you grin, lacing your fingers through Peter's. "But listen, there's gonna be visiting hours! There will be crew members watching you guys at all times. I don't need another mouth to feed on board!"

"Dad!" You shout at the implication, but deep down, you're just happy. Happy for no more secrets, no more sneaking around. Happy you and Peter can finally be together.

A lot of the crew members go back to their quarters, relieved to get to return to sleep rather than host an execution.

Your father watches you and Peter for a bit from the balcony before shaking his head and returning to his cabin, a smile on his face.

It's much cooler tonight, the breeze more calm and soothing than frigid and biting.

"So," Peter says, your first words alone together, "That went better than expected."

Despite the horrible string of events that could have happened, you find yourself laughing, all the stress and fear from the evening falling off of your shoulders.

You and Peter walk to the rail of the ship, gazing down at the dark waters below. The sea is calm and comforting to watch.

Peter looks around for a moment, making sure there's no spying crew members, before wrapping his arms around your stomach and holding you against his chest. He's warm, like always, and in this moment, your heart is filled with a thousand emotions. Love. Joy. Thankfulness.

You feel Peter chuckling, and you turn your head to look at him. "What?"

His grin lights up the night, and looking down at you he responds, "So, I guess we're just like Romeo and Juliet, right? But, like, the good ending."

You raise your eyebrows, toying with the thought. After a brief moment, you reply, "Kind of."

"Yeah," Peter affirms, returning his gaze to the moon above. "Neverland beats Verona any day."

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