Three Days - Merlin/Arthur
Author: digthewriter
Title: Three Days
Rating: PG
Pairing/s: Merlin/Arthur
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur
Summary: Merlin slightly opens up to Arthur.
Warnings: NA
Word Count: 500
Prompt: "CAMPFIRE" for camelot_drabble
Author's Notes: Part 12 of "A Secret Admirer?" Story. Unbetaed.
It started slow. Merlin's lips were soft as he tentatively pressed them again Arthur's. Arthur had to hold himself back as he tried not to rush into it. All he'd wanted to do was kiss and taste Merlin again. All night he'd been itching to put his hands on the man, pull him close, claim him in anyway he could.
It was slightly chilly in the car, and Merlin's affections felt like a welcoming warmth of a campfire, and Arthur was thankful for it. He never wanted the kiss to end. If it had to end, all Arthur wanted to do was drive home, and take Merlin home with him. Maybe this time, they could continue what they'd started, and this time, Arthur wouldn't have been such an arse about it. Or maybe they could have been in Merlin's car, and Arthur would have pulled him into his lap again. There wasn't a better feeling than having Merlin in his arms. Feeling Merlin's skin under his fingertips.
Merlin's phone buzzed.
"Ah, shit," he said. "I'm sorry…" He scrolled through his text message, quickly to read it, and then put his mobile away. "I have to go."
"Is everything all right? I mean…whatever it is, you can talk to me about it."
"I know…" Merlin said with a smile. "It's my mum. Our neighbour helps me take care of her and she's leaving for the night and I don't like to leave my mum alone in the flat-"
"Oh," Arthur said with a smile. "Sorry, I don't mean to…"
"What is it?" Merlin asked, looking nervous.
"It's a noble reason. I thought maybe you were running away because you had another man waiting for you or-" Then Arthur realised what he'd been doing. "Sorry, you know, once cheated on…always on the…"
"I would never," Merlin said.
"I know, and I know you're a good man. And now you've just proven it more. You're a good soon, too. I can drop you-"
"No, that's fine," Merlin said, and he leaned over to press a quick kiss on Arthur's lips. "I have to run. Maybe we can get together again? I think I have a full free evening on Monday."
"Three days," Arthur said, nodding. "Call or text me and we'll set up a time."
"Just like that," Merlin said, his tone light.
"Just like that. I want to see you again. We should get to know each other better." Arthur meant every word. He wanted to be able to trust Merlin. If anything, he wanted to be able to have faith in another man again. He needed to get over what Owen did to him.
"If I'd known I could see you so easily…maybe I'd have tried before," Merlin said.
"But…something was holding you back. It still is," Arthur said; that wasn't his insecurities talking. Arthur knew he was starting to understand Merlin.
"I like slow…"
Arthur smiled. "Slow is good."
"Very well then," Merlin said. "Three days."
Read next part here: Talking on the phone
Title: Three Days
Rating: PG
Pairing/s: Merlin/Arthur
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur
Summary: Merlin slightly opens up to Arthur.
Warnings: NA
Word Count: 500
Prompt: "CAMPFIRE" for camelot_drabble
Author's Notes: Part 12 of "A Secret Admirer?" Story. Unbetaed.
It started slow. Merlin's lips were soft as he tentatively pressed them again Arthur's. Arthur had to hold himself back as he tried not to rush into it. All he'd wanted to do was kiss and taste Merlin again. All night he'd been itching to put his hands on the man, pull him close, claim him in anyway he could.
It was slightly chilly in the car, and Merlin's affections felt like a welcoming warmth of a campfire, and Arthur was thankful for it. He never wanted the kiss to end. If it had to end, all Arthur wanted to do was drive home, and take Merlin home with him. Maybe this time, they could continue what they'd started, and this time, Arthur wouldn't have been such an arse about it. Or maybe they could have been in Merlin's car, and Arthur would have pulled him into his lap again. There wasn't a better feeling than having Merlin in his arms. Feeling Merlin's skin under his fingertips.
Merlin's phone buzzed.
"Ah, shit," he said. "I'm sorry…" He scrolled through his text message, quickly to read it, and then put his mobile away. "I have to go."
"Is everything all right? I mean…whatever it is, you can talk to me about it."
"I know…" Merlin said with a smile. "It's my mum. Our neighbour helps me take care of her and she's leaving for the night and I don't like to leave my mum alone in the flat-"
"Oh," Arthur said with a smile. "Sorry, I don't mean to…"
"What is it?" Merlin asked, looking nervous.
"It's a noble reason. I thought maybe you were running away because you had another man waiting for you or-" Then Arthur realised what he'd been doing. "Sorry, you know, once cheated on…always on the…"
"I would never," Merlin said.
"I know, and I know you're a good man. And now you've just proven it more. You're a good soon, too. I can drop you-"
"No, that's fine," Merlin said, and he leaned over to press a quick kiss on Arthur's lips. "I have to run. Maybe we can get together again? I think I have a full free evening on Monday."
"Three days," Arthur said, nodding. "Call or text me and we'll set up a time."
"Just like that," Merlin said, his tone light.
"Just like that. I want to see you again. We should get to know each other better." Arthur meant every word. He wanted to be able to trust Merlin. If anything, he wanted to be able to have faith in another man again. He needed to get over what Owen did to him.
"If I'd known I could see you so easily…maybe I'd have tried before," Merlin said.
"But…something was holding you back. It still is," Arthur said; that wasn't his insecurities talking. Arthur knew he was starting to understand Merlin.
"I like slow…"
Arthur smiled. "Slow is good."
"Very well then," Merlin said. "Three days."
Read next part here: Talking on the phone