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winterknightsTitle: And Then It Came, A Melody
Author/Artist: ???
Pairing(s): Merlin/Arthur
Prompt: Merlin/Arthur - 'New year, new life.'
Word Count/Art Medium: 775
Rating: G
Contains (Highlight to view): None
Disclaimer: Merlin characters are the property of Shine and BBC. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Notes: My first time participating this fest, and I plan to participate next year as well!
Summary Merlin wakes up to the new year, where nothing seems to be the same anymore.
New year, new life.
It didn't feel like that. Merlin wasn't quite sure what to think, or feel, when his whole world had been turned upside down just like that. Arthur… wasn't the kind of person Merlin had thought he was. It was… Merlin didn't know, exactly.
Gwen.
It all boiled down to Gwen. The fierce and loyal Gwen, who would do everything for Arthur. And now? How could he face Gwen again after everything that had happened? It was an impossibility.
Merlin remembered like yesterday the first time he met Arthur. The blond prince had been an utter brat, tormenting the poor servant by throwing knives at him. Well, the servant had a massive wooden shield to cover him, but still. Merlin just couldn't stand there and watch it to happen, no, he had to open his big mouth and insult Arthur. Anyone else would have stopped there, but no, not Merlin. He had tried to punch Arthur for crying out loud. Of course he got thrown into the dungeons after that – you can't just go and insult the heir to the throne without consequences.
But… something happened, and Merlin found himself as Arthur's manservant of all things. What was he thinking? He was a warlock, the very thing Uther had outlawed from his kingdom, and if anyone saw Merlin using his magic he'd be dead in an instant. Merlin couldn't but help to use is magic – how could he not, when it was flowing through his veins, making him who he was?
Years went by, and Merlin ended up saving Arthur's life countless times with the use of his magic – not that Arthur ever realised it. Arthur… yes, he was certain he was born under the lucky stars to escape so many close calls with death. Little did he knew.
Morgana's betrayal hurt the most of all of them. If Merlin had been able to help Morgana more, to help her with her magic, then maybe things wouldn't have turned the way they did. It was all over now, with Arthur as the King of Camelot and Queen Gwen by her side. Well, at least that's how it should have been. Technically Gwen wasn't the Queen yet as the royal wedding was still at the planning stage, but everyone thought her as one. And what did Merlin do? He went and kissed Arthur in the Great Hall during the New Year celebrations where everyone could see him. Great job Merlin, great job.
Merlin had long ago admitted himself he was in love with Arthur. Yes, Arthur was a spoiled brat, but he had a heart of gold beneath all the arrogant behaviour. Merlin knew he could never have Arthur, no, it was impossibility. The king of Camelot should marry a woman capable of producing an heir to the kingdom, not a male warlock capable of… not getting his king killed? Either way, it was probably for the best Merlin left Camelot for good. At least then he wouldn't be the one responsible for messing up Arthur and Gwen's relationship.
Decision made, Merlin gathered his belongings and made his way to the stables. Or he would have, if the door to the chamber hadn't suddenly opened and Arthur hadn't stepped in. Oh no. This couldn't be good. For the life of him Merlin couldn't fathom why Arthur would bother to come in to see him. Unless, of course, Arthur was about to banish him, and Merlin could save him the trouble by telling Arthur he was already leaving thank you very much.
"Look, you shouldn't have bothered to come in here. I'm already leaving Camelot, so you don't have to banish me – I know I'm not welcome here anymore. So, goodbye and all that. Hope you live happy ever after with Gwen."
Merlin tried to push past Arthur, but the king didn't budge.
"Merlin, what on earth are you blabbering about? I'm not here to banish you, you idiot!" Arthur cried out before leaning forward and kissing Merlin.
That was… that was not what Merlin expected that would happen. Arthur was kissing him and it even better that Merlin had ever thought it would be. But… why was Arthur kissing him? Was he under a spell? Was it a bet?
"Merlin. Stop thinking. I'm kissing you because I've been wanting to kiss you for years now."
What?
"But… you… and Gwen… and…"
"We have… an arrangement. Hell, Gwen knew of my feelings towards you even before I did. Now, as your king I order you to stay in Camelot and forbid you to leave me. I intend to kiss you again."
Which Arthur did. Multiple times. Well, maybe this new year wouldn't be so bad after all.
Author/Artist: ???
Pairing(s): Merlin/Arthur
Prompt: Merlin/Arthur - 'New year, new life.'
Word Count/Art Medium: 775
Rating: G
Contains (Highlight to view): None
Disclaimer: Merlin characters are the property of Shine and BBC. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Notes: My first time participating this fest, and I plan to participate next year as well!
Summary Merlin wakes up to the new year, where nothing seems to be the same anymore.
New year, new life.
It didn't feel like that. Merlin wasn't quite sure what to think, or feel, when his whole world had been turned upside down just like that. Arthur… wasn't the kind of person Merlin had thought he was. It was… Merlin didn't know, exactly.
Gwen.
It all boiled down to Gwen. The fierce and loyal Gwen, who would do everything for Arthur. And now? How could he face Gwen again after everything that had happened? It was an impossibility.
Merlin remembered like yesterday the first time he met Arthur. The blond prince had been an utter brat, tormenting the poor servant by throwing knives at him. Well, the servant had a massive wooden shield to cover him, but still. Merlin just couldn't stand there and watch it to happen, no, he had to open his big mouth and insult Arthur. Anyone else would have stopped there, but no, not Merlin. He had tried to punch Arthur for crying out loud. Of course he got thrown into the dungeons after that – you can't just go and insult the heir to the throne without consequences.
But… something happened, and Merlin found himself as Arthur's manservant of all things. What was he thinking? He was a warlock, the very thing Uther had outlawed from his kingdom, and if anyone saw Merlin using his magic he'd be dead in an instant. Merlin couldn't but help to use is magic – how could he not, when it was flowing through his veins, making him who he was?
Years went by, and Merlin ended up saving Arthur's life countless times with the use of his magic – not that Arthur ever realised it. Arthur… yes, he was certain he was born under the lucky stars to escape so many close calls with death. Little did he knew.
Morgana's betrayal hurt the most of all of them. If Merlin had been able to help Morgana more, to help her with her magic, then maybe things wouldn't have turned the way they did. It was all over now, with Arthur as the King of Camelot and Queen Gwen by her side. Well, at least that's how it should have been. Technically Gwen wasn't the Queen yet as the royal wedding was still at the planning stage, but everyone thought her as one. And what did Merlin do? He went and kissed Arthur in the Great Hall during the New Year celebrations where everyone could see him. Great job Merlin, great job.
Merlin had long ago admitted himself he was in love with Arthur. Yes, Arthur was a spoiled brat, but he had a heart of gold beneath all the arrogant behaviour. Merlin knew he could never have Arthur, no, it was impossibility. The king of Camelot should marry a woman capable of producing an heir to the kingdom, not a male warlock capable of… not getting his king killed? Either way, it was probably for the best Merlin left Camelot for good. At least then he wouldn't be the one responsible for messing up Arthur and Gwen's relationship.
Decision made, Merlin gathered his belongings and made his way to the stables. Or he would have, if the door to the chamber hadn't suddenly opened and Arthur hadn't stepped in. Oh no. This couldn't be good. For the life of him Merlin couldn't fathom why Arthur would bother to come in to see him. Unless, of course, Arthur was about to banish him, and Merlin could save him the trouble by telling Arthur he was already leaving thank you very much.
"Look, you shouldn't have bothered to come in here. I'm already leaving Camelot, so you don't have to banish me – I know I'm not welcome here anymore. So, goodbye and all that. Hope you live happy ever after with Gwen."
Merlin tried to push past Arthur, but the king didn't budge.
"Merlin, what on earth are you blabbering about? I'm not here to banish you, you idiot!" Arthur cried out before leaning forward and kissing Merlin.
That was… that was not what Merlin expected that would happen. Arthur was kissing him and it even better that Merlin had ever thought it would be. But… why was Arthur kissing him? Was he under a spell? Was it a bet?
"Merlin. Stop thinking. I'm kissing you because I've been wanting to kiss you for years now."
What?
"But… you… and Gwen… and…"
"We have… an arrangement. Hell, Gwen knew of my feelings towards you even before I did. Now, as your king I order you to stay in Camelot and forbid you to leave me. I intend to kiss you again."
Which Arthur did. Multiple times. Well, maybe this new year wouldn't be so bad after all.
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