Request- Can you do an imagine where you are Peter's and he's super possessive and jealous and adorable -ANON

A/N- Guess what I finally got to it!! Two more to got then I'm all done and you can bombard me with requests again. Pls Don't. I'm just kidding I really don't mind. Hope you like this ANON!! I had no ideas but I tried....

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I walked out of the camp to get a little fresh air. Boys can really be obnoxious and annoying, but they were fun at times. Unless his name was Peter Pan. Then you feel nervous and tingly sometimes. Well, that's until he decides he can control everything. Wait, that's all the time.

"Where do you think you're going Y/N?" I turned around. Speaking of the Devil, there he is. "Out?" I replied, pretending it was so obvious. "Why?" Peter raised an eyebrow, inching closer to me. Oh boy. "Oh! Yeah there's this guy I met so... I kinda have to go."

His face turned red as he clenched his fists. "You're not going anywhere." He towered above me, "You're mine." I smiled up at him, rolling my eyes at his obliviousness. "Relax eyebrows, I know." He stood aback, "Eyebrows?" I giggled, grabbing his arm as I walked further from the camp.

"Where you really going to see someone?" I glanced at him, worry filling his eyes. "Maybe..." I smirked, his face turning blank. "W-what!?" he jumped to his feet," Bu-but, I'm hotter!" I stared at him as he rambled. "I'm lovable and and-" Why are you so adorkable sometimes?? "What?" Peter asked, his head tilted slightly to the left. "What?" "You asked me why I'm... adorkable?" I felt the heat rise to my cheeks. Great . That wasn't supposed to actually come out! I mentally face palmed myself.

"Nevermind." I giggled, pushing him further into the tree filled woods. "But really, were you because if you were, I would probably be... a bit angry." Peter smirked, taking my hand in his. "You mean jealous?" I poked fun at him. "J-jealous? No! Angry! They don't even sound the same!" I snickered at him, "You're getting jealous at the thought of it!"

After minutes of bickering, he won. More like I let him. "Y/N. Whether you like it or not, you are MINE and only mine." I smiled, "Possessive are we?" He frowned, glaring at me. "We are not doing this again." I smiled deviously. "Yes we are."