ART: Like an Angel (Merlin/Arthur - PG-13)
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winterknightsTitle: Like an Angel
Author/Artist: ???
Pairing(s): Merlin/Arthur
Prompt: Arthur falls from his ladder trying to put up Christmas lights. Merlin’s the one who ends up in hospital. (Or roles can be reversed.)
Word Count/Art Medium: Three pictures in coloured pencil
Rating: PG-13
Contains: Mild injury, hurt and comfort, accidents, christmas lights, snow, Awful christmas jumpers, kissing
Disclaimer: Merlin characters are the property of Shine and BBC. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Notes: Many thanks to ‘M’ my wonderful art beta - could not have done it without you!
Summary: Merlin reminisces about his first christmas with Arthur: a blond angel that fell from the sky!
See it on AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/12865773
Merlin gives a small cough, his new shoes squeak as he transfers his weight from foot to foot and waits for the room to hush.
“The first time I met Arthur, it was nearly Christmas.” He begins earnestly. “A stranger with golden hair who literally fell from the sky.”
“Like an angel.” Gwaine shouts.
“Hardly,” Merlin chuckles. “More like a sack of spuds, he broke my collarbone when he landed.”
“You're never going to let that go, are you?” Arthur protests poking Merlin in the ribs.
Merlin swipes at Arthur’s hand. “Anyway, a trip to the hospital, a bedside vigil, a couple of concessionary hot chocolates and …” Merlin’s cheeks flush and his voice wobbles just a tad, “ we’ve never looked back.” He lifts his champagne flute high. “To my husband.”
“To the happy couple.” The audience chorus.
Amidst the noise of claps and the chink of glasses Merlin bends down and whispers in Arthur’s ear.
“Merry Christmas, husband, and no, I’m never going to let you go.”
“Glad to hear it.” Arthur grabs Merlin’s red tie, pulls him close and plants a kiss on his lips. “Merry Christmas.”
The room erupts into cheers.
The end
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Please do not use it or repost it, in whole or in part, on any platform without the expressed consent of the artist.
Author/Artist: ???
Pairing(s): Merlin/Arthur
Prompt: Arthur falls from his ladder trying to put up Christmas lights. Merlin’s the one who ends up in hospital. (Or roles can be reversed.)
Word Count/Art Medium: Three pictures in coloured pencil
Rating: PG-13
Contains: Mild injury, hurt and comfort, accidents, christmas lights, snow, Awful christmas jumpers, kissing
Disclaimer: Merlin characters are the property of Shine and BBC. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Notes: Many thanks to ‘M’ my wonderful art beta - could not have done it without you!
Summary: Merlin reminisces about his first christmas with Arthur: a blond angel that fell from the sky!
See it on AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/12865773
Merlin gives a small cough, his new shoes squeak as he transfers his weight from foot to foot and waits for the room to hush.
“The first time I met Arthur, it was nearly Christmas.” He begins earnestly. “A stranger with golden hair who literally fell from the sky.”
“Like an angel.” Gwaine shouts.
“Hardly,” Merlin chuckles. “More like a sack of spuds, he broke my collarbone when he landed.”
“You're never going to let that go, are you?” Arthur protests poking Merlin in the ribs.
Merlin swipes at Arthur’s hand. “Anyway, a trip to the hospital, a bedside vigil, a couple of concessionary hot chocolates and …” Merlin’s cheeks flush and his voice wobbles just a tad, “ we’ve never looked back.” He lifts his champagne flute high. “To my husband.”
“To the happy couple.” The audience chorus.
Amidst the noise of claps and the chink of glasses Merlin bends down and whispers in Arthur’s ear.
“Merry Christmas, husband, and no, I’m never going to let you go.”
“Glad to hear it.” Arthur grabs Merlin’s red tie, pulls him close and plants a kiss on his lips. “Merry Christmas.”
The room erupts into cheers.
The end
Please do not use it or repost it, in whole or in part, on any platform without the expressed consent of the artist.
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