After some excerise, I ran straight to the treehouse and breathed heavily at what I just witnessed.

The flowers?

The tree?

A hidden path?

Pan?

What does it mean and who was it for?

Maybe there are some things that I don't know about Pan.

I sat on the bed as thoughts and questions swirled around my mind and then I heard the door open. I looked up to see Pan close the door and take a few steps in front of me with his arms crossed.

" It's not nice to spy on others Tiger. " , he stated

" And it's not nice to threaten a village. " , I huffed

Pan gave me a cold glare and I looked down. It felt like a long slience moment.

" Who were the flowers for? " , I asked breaking the slience.

" None of your concern. " , he snapped

I rolled my eyes.

" It was just a question. " , I mumbled under my breath.

Another moment of slience.

" Well if you are too stubborn to answer a simple question then I have better things to do. " , I said as I began walking towards the door.

" They are for someone special. " , he answered quietly.

" Who? " , I asked with my eyes still towards the door

" My mother. " , he sighed

I blinked a couple of times and turned around to see Pan give me a blank face until a few tears slipped down his cheek while he took a seat on the bed.

" Your mother? " , I asked " I didn't know you had a family. I thought you were an orphan. "

" I am an orphan. My parents died when I was a toddler. " , he answered quietly

" What about your father? " , I asked

" I didn't know him that well. I was closer to my mother. " , he mumbled

" Oh. " , I sighed already regretting asking him personal questions

" Those flowers were my mother's favorite, white tulips. I wanted to honor her by planting them here in Neverland secretly, well it was a secret until you followed me. " , he said with a cold tone at the end.

" I'm sorry. " , I said

He hummed as a response.

" May I ask you another question? " , I asked

" Might as well. " , he huffed

" Why do people call you Pan and not Peter Pan? " , I asked hoping that I would be able to come out of the door behind me.

" Because I told them to. " , he answered " Pan isn't my real name. "

" It isn't? " , I questioned him

" No. Peter is my real name. Pan is just something that I added to my name. " , he replied

" Oh well Tiger isn't my real name. It's acually Lily, but my father called me Tiger sometimes because I was fierce like one and so that made me Indian Princess Tigerlily. " , I smiled proud of full name.

" Only my mother called me Peter while my father called me other names. " , he recalled
" Oh, I'm sorry. " , I said quietly

" It's okay. " , he said as he came up to me and patted my head.

I looked up to his emerald green eyes and smiled as I hugged him burying my face in his chest. After a while, he hugged me back and rubbed my back as he kissed my forehead.

" I'm sorry that you had to go through that Peter. " , I said and then realized what I just said afraid of his reaction.

" It's okay Lily. I moved on anyway. " , he said laying his head on my shoulder.

A/N: Aweeeeeeeeeee I loved writing his chapter!!! Ahhh that feels between them! I ship them! TigerPan forever guys! 💚💚💚