Blue
Title: Blue
Pairing: Peter/Susan
Rating: PG
Summary: Peter loved the color blue. Part of the 30_kisses challenge; theme #15 - Perfect Blue
A/N: This is my first P/S fic. It's also a different style than what I'm used to writing, so I'm kind of nervous about it. Let me know what you think, though! I love criticism.
Peter loved the color blue.
Blue.
It was the color of the ocean.
He remembers one summer when he and Susan were very young and their brother and sister had not yet been born. They and their parents had gone to the beach.
"Do you want to go into the water with your father, Su?" his mother had asked Susan.
"Oh, yes!" she had said.
"What about you Peter?"
He shook his head and stayed with his mother on the beach.
Susan smiled knowingly at him all through dinner.
He had been scared to go into the water, but she hadn't been scared at all.
Blue.
It was the color of the sky.
He remembers one day at the Professor's house, his brother and sisters had been weary and sad, and all she did was talk about the sky. She told Lucy how beautiful it was and that if there was one thing to be thankful for, it was the sky.
To make a point, she had taken his hand and pulled him outside. Edmund and Lucy had hung back, watching disdainfully.
"Peter, lie down in the grass with me," Susan had whispered in his ear.
"Pardon?" had been his reply.
She had rolled her eyes and lay down on the grass, pointing at the sky. "My, look at those clouds!" she had said loudly. "That one looks like a bunny rabbit!"
Peter, picking up on the idea, had laid down next to her. "Um, well, no Susan," he said very loudly, "I think it looks like a hat!"
Lucy and Edmund had come closer then, and Lucy lay down next to them. "Peter, you are a silly one," she said. "That cloud does look like a bunny rabbit."
"Oh no," said Peter, smirking, "I might need spectacles."
Susan had taken his hand then and laced her fingers through his. Almost immediately, he had pulled his hand away.
As if he were scared to hold her hand longer than necessary.
Blue.
It was the color of her coronation dress.
Peter had walked into the dressing room to see how she and Lucy were getting along, when he saw Susan, standing there looking beautiful.
"Aren't these dresses lovely!" Lucy had exclaimed, twirling the skirt of hers.
Peter had nodded, but didn't speak. The churning in his stomach at the sight of Susan was too painful.
"I think someone's nervous about becoming a King," Susan had said to Lucy, smiling. To him, she said, "It'll be just fine, Peter."
With that, she had pressed her hand to his cheek. He had stepped back, quite sure that there was no need for her hand to be there.
She and Lucy left the room.
Peter took a deep breath, and closed his eyes, pushing his thoughts of how that dress had enhanced her figure out of his mind.
Those thoughts scared him.
Blue.
It is the color of her eyes.
Susan looks at him now with those eyes, and he kisses her, no longer afraid.
Pairing: Peter/Susan
Rating: PG
Summary: Peter loved the color blue. Part of the 30_kisses challenge; theme #15 - Perfect Blue
A/N: This is my first P/S fic. It's also a different style than what I'm used to writing, so I'm kind of nervous about it. Let me know what you think, though! I love criticism.
Peter loved the color blue.
Blue.
It was the color of the ocean.
He remembers one summer when he and Susan were very young and their brother and sister had not yet been born. They and their parents had gone to the beach.
"Do you want to go into the water with your father, Su?" his mother had asked Susan.
"Oh, yes!" she had said.
"What about you Peter?"
He shook his head and stayed with his mother on the beach.
Susan smiled knowingly at him all through dinner.
He had been scared to go into the water, but she hadn't been scared at all.
Blue.
It was the color of the sky.
He remembers one day at the Professor's house, his brother and sisters had been weary and sad, and all she did was talk about the sky. She told Lucy how beautiful it was and that if there was one thing to be thankful for, it was the sky.
To make a point, she had taken his hand and pulled him outside. Edmund and Lucy had hung back, watching disdainfully.
"Peter, lie down in the grass with me," Susan had whispered in his ear.
"Pardon?" had been his reply.
She had rolled her eyes and lay down on the grass, pointing at the sky. "My, look at those clouds!" she had said loudly. "That one looks like a bunny rabbit!"
Peter, picking up on the idea, had laid down next to her. "Um, well, no Susan," he said very loudly, "I think it looks like a hat!"
Lucy and Edmund had come closer then, and Lucy lay down next to them. "Peter, you are a silly one," she said. "That cloud does look like a bunny rabbit."
"Oh no," said Peter, smirking, "I might need spectacles."
Susan had taken his hand then and laced her fingers through his. Almost immediately, he had pulled his hand away.
As if he were scared to hold her hand longer than necessary.
Blue.
It was the color of her coronation dress.
Peter had walked into the dressing room to see how she and Lucy were getting along, when he saw Susan, standing there looking beautiful.
"Aren't these dresses lovely!" Lucy had exclaimed, twirling the skirt of hers.
Peter had nodded, but didn't speak. The churning in his stomach at the sight of Susan was too painful.
"I think someone's nervous about becoming a King," Susan had said to Lucy, smiling. To him, she said, "It'll be just fine, Peter."
With that, she had pressed her hand to his cheek. He had stepped back, quite sure that there was no need for her hand to be there.
She and Lucy left the room.
Peter took a deep breath, and closed his eyes, pushing his thoughts of how that dress had enhanced her figure out of his mind.
Those thoughts scared him.
Blue.
It is the color of her eyes.
Susan looks at him now with those eyes, and he kisses her, no longer afraid.