narniaexchange | Here We Come A-Wassailing, for lover_of

Here We Come A-Wassailing, for

“You’re not laughing at me, are you?” Susan demands, glancing at him over her shoulder, but Caspian manages to keep the twitch at the corner of his mouth from erupting into a full-on grin – though he can’t quite hide the mirth in his eyes.

He shakes his head solemnly, Susan flashes him a beatific smile, and, as she turns back to the motley choir before her and raises her baton, Caspian’s heart sings along with the carol.

Caspian rather likes the English Christmas traditions Susan’s introduced him to. He especially looks forward to catching her underneath the mistletoe after supper.

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I'd adore a Caspian/Susan drabble that is G to PG rated. Please nothing explicit. I like/don't mind kissing/embracing, just nothing adult, please. :)

Here We Come A-Wassailing, for lover_of_narnia

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