Peter Pan Imagines

Folkin' Around

Summary: (Y/N) and her girlfriends make themselves flower crowns and make their respective loved ones wear them too. Pan appreciates his gift most of all.
Warning(s): fluff :)
(A/N): this is high-key based off an imagine i saw a few days ago on Tumblr where Belle and Reader made Rumple and Peter flower crowns and it was the cutest thing, so i wanted to make my own. i didn't want to copy the imagine directly though, so i switched it up a bit! i can't remember the author of the original imagine, but hopefully they don't mind me taking inspiration from them! 💕

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It was a quiet day in Storybrooke, almost as if all evil had collectively decided to take a day off. The little posse of girls was hanging out together in the woods, wandering without a destination and talking without direction.

"I'm glad Pan brought you here again so soon," Red spoke, pausing to wait for the others to cross a log. She smiled over at (Y/N) as the Lost Girl walked gracefully across the wood while everybody else stumbled along clumsily.

"How do you do that so easily, (Y/N)?" Belle prompted, staring in awe as (Y/N) cleared the log and came to a stop beside Red. "I know she can do it because she's a wolf made for the wilderness, but you?"

(Y/N) chuckled, "I'm one of the two in charge of an entire island. Being nimble is a must."

"Ah," Belle nodded, turning to help Snow and Emma along.

"But yea, going along to what Red said, why did Pan bring you back so soon?" Snow inquired, tilting her head. She stepped off of the log and grabbed her daughter's hand to help her along. Once everyone was safely across, the group continued on aimlessly. "You were here just a few weeks ago and we didn't think we'd see you for a while."

"Peter understands that living on an island surrounded by boys frozen in time, most of them young and fairly immature, is tiring. He wants me to be happy, so he'll bring me here just about whenever I want," (Y/N) explained, blushing a bit because she knew that they'd all doubt what she said. Even Snow found it hard to believe that that demon boy genuinely cared about (Y/N)'s health and happiness.

"That's sweet," Belle offered, feeling bad about the silence that followed. She knew what it was like, being in a relationship with an unlikely partner, and knew she shouldn't doubt Pan the way she did.

(Y/N) nodded in agreement, keeping her head down. It wasn't hard to see the reluctancy behind the words. She perked up a bit when she saw a smudge of color off to her left, and rushed over to investigate without a word. The other girls followed suit, somewhat concerned that it could be something dangerous. They felt obligated to protect (Y/N), not only because she was the youngest, but because Pan would have their heads if anything happened to her.

"Look at how pretty they are!" (Y/N) exclaimed, picking one of the delicate flowers and showing it off. "We should make flower crowns with them or something! They're too cute not to!"

Emma opened her mouth to object, but Belle beat her.

"I think that's a great idea! I want the yellow ones!" She kneeled down beside (Y/N) and carefully collected most of the elegant yellow ones. (Y/N) selected the small blue ones and raided a patch of clovers nearby. Red set to work as well, picking only the most perfect roses and carefully avoiding the wolfsbane.

Emma glanced at Snow, mumbling, "Is it because she never properly grew up or because she spends too much time with fairies?"

Snow couldn't help but chuckle. "I think it's a combination of both. C'mon, it can't hurt." And with that, she squatted beside the other three, selecting her colors and leaving Emma no choice but to join in.