Pairing: Peter Pevensie X male!reader
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The Guard
Peter Pevensie knew how to be serious, controlled, stoic. He was good at looking professional, at appearing royal and detached, he was a natural. There was almost nothing that could make him lose his self control, except y/n. Every time Peter saw him walking in the castle in his uniform, he could help but stare at that handsome boy, wondering how could he look so perfect. Peter never really questioned his own sexuality, he never really felt the necessity to label himself, but he never even liked a boy that much as he liked y/n before. Since he started working at Cair Paravel as a guard, Peter felt the desire to talk to him, to get to know him, to spend time with him: he had the biggest crush.
Of course he hadn't been able to say anything to his siblings yet, he used to wonder how would they have reacted and he wasn't even sure that y/n was actually interested in him as well. Weeks passed before he decided that was time to do something; that day, y/n had just finished his shift, he looked tired but joyful as always, with that big smile that made Peter' stomach fill with butterflies. The boy waved his hand at his colleagues and slowly walked toward the gardens, to leave the castle. Peter bit his lower lip and walked to him. "Hey!" Peter nervously said. Y/n turned, his face showing all of his surprise: King Peter had never talked to him before and had never actually been so close to him, so y/n couldn't help himself but think that he really was handsome, with those deep blue eyes and those blonde locks. He blushed and bowed. "Your Highness." He kindly said. Peter shook his head. "Please, call me Peter. You're name is y/n, right?" He said, his voice gentle. Y/n opened his mouth, not expecting such a request. It was extremely intimate to call a monarch by his name. Not to mention how shocked he was because of the fact that his king knew his name.
He nodded. "Yes, Peter, my name is y/n, is there something I can do for you?" He asked and nervously squeezed the hilt of his sword, he felt overwhelmed: he had been fantasizing about talking to king Peter for months. Everyone knew how gentle and smart he was and y/n always found him interesting. Working to Cair Paravel gave him the chance to see him, from times to times, mostly busy taking care of royal business and affairs, but he never had the guts to talk to him. After all, he was his king and he was a simple guard. Peter moved a lock of his hair from his face, the golden crown on his head shining in the sunlight, and stared at him. "Actually, yes. This may sound strange but I..." He tried to say, his hands nervously playing with the hem of his shirt. Y/n raised an eyebrow, inviting him to go on. "I was wondering if you would like to, you know, some day..." He nervously looked at his feet while his mind was apparently having difficulty with basic human search for the right words. Y/n finally understood and widened his eyes. "Peter, are you trying to ask me to go on a date with you?" Y/n asked, his voice half surprised, half enthusiastic. Peter glanced at him, his cheeks getting a light shade of pink. He sighed and nodded, then he immediately tensed up. "I mean, I don't know if you... If you are not comfortable with this..." He tried to say, but y/n sweetly chuckled and put a hand on his shoulder. "Peter, I'd love to go on a date with you." He said, his y/e/c eyes eyes stuck into his blue eyes.
Peter raised his eyebrows in surprise, he needed a moment to process, then the brightest smile lighted up his face. "Really? Great! I mean, cool! Tomorrow then?" He asked, he seamed out of breath. Y/n nodded and laughed, his heart filling with happiness. "Yes, okay." He said and Peter took a deep breath, then he took his hand and squeezed it while taking a step toward him. Y/n looked at him getting closer and placing a soft, innocent kiss on his cheek. Then Peter looked at him, his blue eyes so intense that y/n felt like they could see into his soul. Peter smiled. "I'm looking forward to seeing you." He whispered before leaving his hand, one last smile before turning back and walking toward his castle. Y/n touched his cheek with his fingers, stil not believing that something so incredible was happening, slightly panicking because he was a king, a damn king. He smiled, he was happy after all, and decided to enjoy that moment. Peter, on the other hand, never felt more convinced that something absolutely beautiful was about to start.
