This is a fanfiction to The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian, the movie.
Warning: Slash, PeterXCaspian.
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Peter Pevensie was jealous, and that was hard for him to admit.
After a training session, Prince Caspian got knocked down and hurt. It was a minor injury, but even so, Susan took him inside to take a look. Susan began to bandage Caspian's wound, while he sat shirtless on one of the boulders in the tomb. She cleaned up the blood and wrapped cloth around his torso. Caspian said something, and Susan started giggling.
Peter was out of ear shot, sitting behind a boulder, but he was sure the pair were flirting. And that bothered him. He didn't know why it bothered him, and he really didn't care, all he knew was he wanted to be laughing with Caspian, not hiding.
Susan started to laugh again, and it was too much for him, so he stood up and left. He didn't want to hear them anymore.
Prince Caspian walked quietly through the sleeping warriors until he reached the four Pevensie children. Peter was laying on his back, staring up at the ceiling, just as Caspian hoped. Peter looked up at Caspian, as he gestured for Peter to follow. Peter stood and walked silently behind him until they were a few tunnels away from the people sleeping. Caspian was holding a torch and led Peter until they found an empty cave. Caspian sat and gestured for Peter to sit.
"What is this about?" Peter asked, curiously, leaning back against the wall.
"I wanted to talk to you."
"...About?" Peter said, anxious and impatient.
"Susan."
Peter winced, and tried to hide it. He spoke and it was impossible to hide his sorrow. "Oh."
Caspian laughed briefly, "I mean, I'd like to discuss what is really going on, and what you think is."
Peter looked at him thoughtfully, "What is going on?"
Caspian moved closer. "Nothing."
"You two seemed to be having a pleasant afternoon together."
"We were talking about you. That boulder wasn't a very good hiding place," Caspian's breath was hot on Peter's face. He liked the warmth. He leaned closer absently. Caspian whispered, "You like me, don't you?"
Peter bit his lip. "I-I..."
Caspian's lips met Peter's.
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