odette_river | not love you - narnia fanfiction

Title: not love you
Fandom: Chronicles of Narnia
Pairing: Peter/Susan/Edmund/Lucy (not all at once)
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 486
Summary: Lucy has freckles on her nose and hair that she’s given up trying to do anything with when Peter sees her again.
written for the narnia kink meme

Lucy has freckles on her nose and hair that she’s given up trying to do anything with when Peter sees her again. He sweeps her up into the hug between a brother and a sister, but she pushes him back, looking up into his eyes. “We went back,” she says. “I remember.”

His hands fall to his sides and he has no reply.

*

“None of us are going back now,” Edmund says, “So you should stop being so stupid about it.”

“I’m not being stupid,” Susan retorts. “I’m moving on. It’s the rest of you who are being stupid and living in the past.”

Edmund kisses her, then, which brings her back to the past, at least for a little while.

*

Susan keeps the lights low in her room, now. Sometimes Lucy sits on her bed and watches her put on her makeup, and wonders how she can do it so perfectly in the dark.

“I can teach you,” Susan says.

Lucy shakes her head. It’s hard enough for her to remember the sister she once had without having ‘lessons’ from this one, too. (She remembers what the lessons used to entail.)

*

“It seems like you haven’t changed at all,” Susan says into Peter’s chest. He has to pull back to hear her, and when he does, he doesn’t know what to say.

“Of course I’ve changed,” he says, but he gives no examples.

“No you haven’t,” she says simply. “You’re exactly the same. I’m the only one who’s different.”

He watches her walk away and sees that her body, at least, is exactly the same. Their skin speaks to each other, even if they never managed to, anymore.

*

“Nightmares,” says Lucy when Peter catches her coming out of Edmund’s room one morning.

He nods and smiles and feels her small frame brush past him. He waits until she’s disappeared down the hall before he goes into Edmund’s room.

Edmund blinks but doesn’t protest when Peter gets into his bed. “It didn’t mean anything,” he says.

“Of course it did,” Peter says, and silences any further talk with a kiss.

*

The rain beats on the window behind Lucy’s head, but she doesn’t appear to notice. One look at her tells Susan that she’s remembering. Everyone spends far too long remembering, these days.

*

Lucy kisses Susan only once more, in the heat of the summer. Lucy’s lips are red and full and Susan thinks she has never tasted anything so sweet.

She pities her younger sister.

*

“You haven’t spoken to Susan in weeks,” Peter says.

Edmund shrugs. It’s the truth, so what is there to say?

“She misses you.”

“Shut up, Peter. What do you know about it?”

*

When the call comes, she’s hardly surprised. They all wanted to leave. They wanted each other. They wanted a land that she can only find in picture books.

Dust dances in the sunlight from the window and settles on her hair.