Summary: You have had a crush on Edmund for years and you have finally had enough. You're going to tell him.
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You'd finally had enough. You had been pushed to the limit and your stage of denial was over. You had to tell him how you felt. Sighing and clenching your teeth together you walked up to Edmund and grabbed his collar.
'We need to talk. Now.'
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'(Y/n). We're inside a wardrobe. What scenario could warrant you dragging me into a wardrobe?'
'I like you. Like a lot and I can't appear to get you out of my head. It's rather irritating.'
'Oh, is that all? I was afraid that it was sonething serious. Good to see that my flirting sunk into that head of yours.'
He just can't take anything seriously can he?
At this remark you raised your hand back as if to slap him, but much to his surprise you placed your hand on his face. As you did this he took it, cupped your face with his other hand and pressed his lips against yours.
The kiss only lasted a few minutes, but those minutes seemed like some of the longest minutes in your entire life.
Stepping backwards from his embrace you smiled up at him, cheeks slightly glowing with a blush.
'You're such a dork, you know that right?'
'Yeah, but at least I'm now your dork.'
Yes. Yes you are.
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Author's Note: This sucks and it's not even fully what you wanted. Feel free to request other fluff if you want.
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