❝Pan, there you are, I was looking for you all over.❞ He smiled as he saw the immortal youth glad he’d found him at last. He’d spent a good part of the day all over the island, searching for him.
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❝Pan, there you are, I was looking for you all over.❞ He smiled as he saw the immortal youth glad he’d found him at last. He’d spent a good part of the day all over the island, searching for him.
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In truth Slightly had felt bad for disturbing him in any capacity, but Slightly hadn't wanted to curl up with anyone else. Pan hadn't ever complained before. He had nestled his head carefully so he wasn't actually resting on Pan, just against him.
"Slightly?"
Instantly a dozed, hair messed up head snapped up and he glanced around. Finally resting his chin on Pan's clavicle. "Hm? I...yeah. I mean I can move if you want me to." he mumbled, words slurring a little from the sleep creating a haze in his mind. Slowly he begins to shift away from the other.
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Weeks. It's been weeks...maybe month. Perhaps a year. Since Slightly has been in the good graces of Peter Pan. Those days were well behind him and he had taken up entertaining himself in many other ways - wandering the island when he could be alone, or find Tink and spend time with her. He had found plenty of things to keep him away from Peter and the other lost boys, where he didn't belong. He had at one time and now he never would again.
Yet he couldn't leave.
So he found ways to entertain himself.
Today had been a day, though, that he shouldn't have left. He had left the camp in a bad mood due to a small fight he had had, his feet stomping through the mud sending it up to join the stains on his pants that were already there. He hadn't expected actually finding people other than those he already knew existed here on the island - but he had, and it had ended poorly for him.
While he was good at fighting, knives and all, he hadn't expected someone to actually get the best of him and feign one way and quickly slash as he moved back. The skin ripping across from his side to his navel and the burning that quickly followed. Stumbling back he lost his footing and fell back, landing too hard on his back, feeling the wind knocked out of him as blood stained his shirt, cloak, everything. Managing to get one last knife out he tossed it, and heard the sound of the other in pain, which was enough to get the lost boy over and up, moving.
Vision blurring and pain rippling up his body with each step it took Slightly little longer to return to the camp than he thought it would, and by the time he got back the blood had spread onto his arm from holding his stomach. It didn't take anyone in close proximity to get up and grab onto him, causing him to attempt to fight, but he was too weak, and so he gave himself to the other's who were calling for help for him.
Soon they had him reclined back, shirt off, patching up the wound. He had been stupid to go alone, but he didn't care. As long a Pan didn't show up he'd be good.
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It's rare to see Peter excited - at least as excited as he looks when he's coming into the camp. It instantly has Slightly on his feet, because even though he's no longer Pan's favorite, he's still feeding off the energy the demon brings into the camp.
Watching him come around the fire he's not really expecting anything other than him to start talking because that's what happens. Peter talks to them all, but that's not his goal this time, because there's no words from his lips. No instead he's kissing Slightly.
Slightly takes about half a second to register what's happening before he reacts. This is a rarity and he's not about to pass it up. One hand on the other's slim hip. The other straight to his cheek, he doesn't even attempt to hide that he's enjoying this even though he can feel the eyes of every other lost boy on them.
Fuck them. He deserves this.
When he finally needs to break for air he rests his forehead against Pan's, panting softly against the other's lips. "What was that for, Pan?"
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It had been an order. That was why Felix had followed it, because wasn't that what he always did? He followed Pan's orders, no matter what, followed them down to the letter. But this one...he didn't understand. He didn't understand why he was in here, trapped by these four slatted walls, he didn't know. As far as he remembered he hadn't broken any rules, he hadn't done anything to upset Peter so why had he put him in the cages?
I must have done something wrong, his mind tried to convince him. That has to be it. That's the only explanation. I'm in here because I did something wrong. And oh, if that thought didn't make his stomach twist and his hands sweat because if he'd done something wrong, if he'd said something or made a mistake, then Peter was going to be upset. He was going to be angry. And those who made Peter Pan angry....well they usually didn't last long.
But what did I do? He thought to himself as he paced as much as he could in the small space, his head ducked halfway down. What did I do, Peter...?
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Feeling the small amount of weight on him he brought his arm up around the waist of the other to help balance. When Pan speaks Slightly chews his lip, choosing what he plans on saying carefully.
"Gotta stay in your good graces somehow."
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