Hi, can you please do prompt number 25 and 27 with Edmund Pevensie?
#25. “I thought you were dead.” / #27. “I love you, you asshole.”
You were the first one to see Edmund. He was trudging towards the Narnian camp, exhausted and filthy but alive. You stood slowly, waving off the centaur who was tending to a gash across your bicep before sprinting towards the boy. He smiled wearily as you neared him, throwing your arms around his neck. He caught you awkwardly, stumbling back to keep both of you from tumbling to the ground.
“I thought you were dead,” you whispered, tears blurring your vision as you held him. “When we couldn’t find you after the battle…”
Edmund chuckled, his voice husky with exhaustion, “I had someone to come back to,” he joked.
You pressed your lips together, pulling away to punch his arm. He yelped, rubbing the spot where you had hit him. “What was that for?”
Almost immediately, you were enveloping him in your arms again, “Never scare me like that ever again. I love you, you asshole.”
“I love you too, [f/n].”