Edmund Oneshot 2/2

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(A/N: Hey guys! I hope you are having a good day. Do you guys have any music suggestions? I want to write more song oneshots but I want it to be to music that you guys like. Preferably something slower or softer, maybe sadder, just because I like writing those kinds of song oneshots. Anyways, as requested, I'm doing a part two to that Drunk! Edmund oneshot. Remember to eat something, drink some water and take your meds! Love you!)

It took a while for Edmund to sober up. And, by a while, I mean you had been home for three hours, you were tired and Edmund was still drunk.

You didn't know what to do. He wasn't particularly disruptive. He wasn't breaking anything or making a mess, he was just incredibly clingy.

You had already had a long night. Edmund wasn't making it easier. His drunk confession of love had put you on edge. You didn't think it was real, considering the fact the he was drunk. Then again, it very well could have been real, because he was drunk. You were having a hard time wrapping your head around it.

Edmund wouldn't give you space to do so. He followed you around your flat, grabbing your hand or hugging you whenever you stood still. He kept talking, asking you all of these questions that he would have known the answer to sober.

"Y/N?" He asked, hugging you from behind while you made Edmund and yourself sandwiches.

You turned in Edmund's arms, facing him. He was smiling like an idiot. A cute, adorably drunk idiot.

"What?"

"Can we watch a movie?" He asked.

"What movie?"

Edmund thought for a second."Could we watch Sully?"(A/N: Alright, I know this movie isn't on DVD yet but it's really good and I love it so let's just go with it shhhhhh....)

Your eyes lit up."Sure," you said, forgetting about the sandwiches for the time being to watch your favorite movie. Edmund grabbed your hand, dragging you towards your room.

"Uh, Ed? That's my room," you said, confused.

Edmund nodded."Yep."

"You still want to watch the movie?"

"Yep. Can we watch it in your room, though?" He turned to you, smirking slyly."If I'm correct, the disc is in the DVD player in your room."

You blushed. He was right."You know me so well, it's crazy," you sighed, disappointed that you were such a creature of habit. Edmund squeezed your hand, winking before pulling you into your room.

"Why do you watch this movie so much?" Edmund asked you from his place on your bed. He had snuggled up to your many pillows and blankets almost immediately, leaving you to start the movie and the TV.

"Because," you said, turning the TV on and toggling with the channels."Why do you watch Merlin so much?"

Ed giggled."Point taken."

"Alright," you stepped back, watching the familiar previews flash across the screen. You made your way over to the far side of your bed, climbing on and grabbing a pillow to put behind your head.

"Yay!" Edmund said before pouncing onto you, wrapping his arms around your waist the best he could and putting his head on your shoulder.

"Ed, I can't see the TV," you said. Edmund's arms were in just the right place to obscure your vision.

"Whoops," he said, reaching behind him to grab a pillow."Here." He sat up for a second, picking your head up and placing the pillow behind it."Now I can snuggle you and you can see." He grinned, cocking his head to the side like a puppy."Everyone's happy!" He laid back down, snuggling back up to you."I know I am," he sighed in contentment.

"Oh, Ed," you whispered, not meaning for him to hear you. He perked his head up.

"Hmm?" He looked so adorable.

"Nevermind, I don't want you to remember it when you're sober," you excused.

"No, please tell me!" He put his hand over his heart."I'll forget it, promise," he pleaded, giving you, once again, puppy dog eyes.

"Pinky promise?" You said. Alright, maybe you had a little to drink too.

"Pinky promise." You pinky promised before anything else could be said.

"Why didn't you tell me you liked me before?" You asked, genuinely curious.

"Because before I wasn't drunk," Edmund said, though it was completely different.

Now, he sat up straighter and the loopy look in his eyes was gone. He reached up and fixed his hair as it had gotten a bit wild during the snuggling. His voice was deeper and his words were clearer, without any hesitation.

You caught on pretty quickly.

"You jerk!" You exclaimed, picking up the pillow that was behind your head and hitting Edmund with it."You pretended to be drunk!"

"Actually," Ed defended, trying to deflect the pillows being thrown at him,"I was drunk for a while. The water at the party made me sober up faster."

"Still, you pretended for a long time, all for, what, a snuggle?" You snarled."I know you better than that, Pevensie."

"Yeah," he growled back."I think you do. You know me," he pointed to himself,"not my actions."

And, with that last romantic remark, he threaded his fingers into your hair and pulled your face closer to his, but not close enough.

"What do you think my next action will be?" He whispered.

(A/N: I'm going to leave that there. There will not be a part two. Repeat: THERE WILL NOT BE A PART TWO!!!! People will still ask but at least I tried. Anyways, Edmund was faking! I will leave the rest of this story up to your imagination.)


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