"The Tighter Your Grip..." [Merlin/Arthur, Uther]
Title: "The tighter your grip..."
Author: digthewriter
Rating: PG-13
Pairing/s: Merlin/Arthur implied
Character/s: Uther, Arthur
Summary: Uther is a control freak. What else is new?
Warnings:
Word Count: 200
Prompt: Uther Pendragon for camelot_drabble
Author's Notes: This can totally be any sort of AU I think.
Uther was a man who only focused on his goals.
He knew what others thought of him. He knew that he was more feared than respected and that's really how he liked it. As long as no one disobeyed his rules, it didn't matter what they thought of him.
At least his son, his only prized possession, respected him.
But, there was him. He thought he was so better than everyone else. Acting like the rules didn't apply to him. If they applied to Arthur, then they most certainly applied to him too. Uther hated how he was dragging Arthur down with him.
He was going to do something about this. He was going to make Arthur have a talk with the boy. It had to be stopped. So Uther headed towards Arthur's room, to tell him that he needed to get his friend in line.
Except, when he got there, he realised that Arthur was also long gone from his grasp. It was unbelievable. For he was leaving Arthur's room in the middle of the night with Arthur half dressed, kissing him goodbye.
He supposed Ygraine had been right. The tighter your grip, the less you have to hold.
Author: digthewriter
Rating: PG-13
Pairing/s: Merlin/Arthur implied
Character/s: Uther, Arthur
Summary: Uther is a control freak. What else is new?
Warnings:
Word Count: 200
Prompt: Uther Pendragon for camelot_drabble
Author's Notes: This can totally be any sort of AU I think.
Uther was a man who only focused on his goals.
He knew what others thought of him. He knew that he was more feared than respected and that's really how he liked it. As long as no one disobeyed his rules, it didn't matter what they thought of him.
At least his son, his only prized possession, respected him.
But, there was him. He thought he was so better than everyone else. Acting like the rules didn't apply to him. If they applied to Arthur, then they most certainly applied to him too. Uther hated how he was dragging Arthur down with him.
He was going to do something about this. He was going to make Arthur have a talk with the boy. It had to be stopped. So Uther headed towards Arthur's room, to tell him that he needed to get his friend in line.
Except, when he got there, he realised that Arthur was also long gone from his grasp. It was unbelievable. For he was leaving Arthur's room in the middle of the night with Arthur half dressed, kissing him goodbye.
He supposed Ygraine had been right. The tighter your grip, the less you have to hold.