Preference: The pick up lines he used to you

                                    

                                          
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Peter:
                          
(You were in a toy store, looking for a perfect present for your cousin's five years old birthday.)
                          
A blond boy walked towards you with a set of cards in his hand and said, "Hello there, looking for a toy I assume."
                          
You felt a little surprise, seeing that not it's not every day a boy, a rather handsome one, talk to you, "Um, yeah. My cousin's birthday is next week and I have no idea what to give him."
                          
"You can always give him some playing cards, kids love cards."
                          
"Good idea, well. I'll just get him some cards. Thanks."

                          
"My mom told me that life is like a deck of cards, so you must the be the queen of hearts."

                          
A blush rushed to your face, making you as red as a tomato. Giggles escaped from you and you can see there's a little pink shade on Peter's cheek. 
                          
"If I'm the queen of hearts, then you must be the king."
                          
You could clearly see that Peter was flirting with you, but you still played along with him. 
                          
The boy scratched the back of his neck nervously and smiled awkwardly. "There's a cafe down the street, we can go down there and have some coffee and I can show you some tricks I know if you want." 
                          
"I'd love too. I am Y/N."
                          
"Peter Pevensie." 

                          
You are not a fan of coffee, but let's just say that was the best coffee you've ever had.
                          


                          
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Edmund: 

                          
You knew Edmund since you were toddlers and it is safe to say that you guys are best friends. You had always had feelings for Edmund, but you never tell him, afraid that would ruin your friendship. However, little did you know, Edmund felt the exact same. 
                          
It was a rainy Saturday, and you were wasting your time in the Pevensies' household, laying on the couch daydreaming while Edmund laid on the floor. 
                          
"Hey Y/N, wanna play a game?" Edmund asked. 
                          
"Yeah Sure! It's not like we have anything to do right now."
                          
"This is how it goes, someone says something to the other, something cheesy, something corny. Got it? There's no winner or loser in this game, actually. Just for our pure entertainment."
                          
You nodded, still absorbing the rules of this weird game created by your brunette best friend. 
                          
Edmund volunteered to go first and said, "Do you have a Band-aid? Cause I just scraped my knee falling for you." 
                          
You blushed. It was definitely not the first time Edmund said something corny to you, but it's never this romantically awkward. 
                          
"Okay, my turn! Stand still so I can pick you up!" Edmund heard that and let out a barrel of laughter. 
                          
"Hey, I'm not good at this game. This is hard," you pouted. 
                          
"That's fine. You'll get better eventually." wiggling his eyebrows, "I'll go again, listen. Did the sun come out or did you just smile at me?
                          
A gigantic grin spread across your face and you couldn't help but laughed out loud, "Okay, okay, you win. I can't do this anymore. That's so cheesy."