Title: Green-Eyed Monster
Characters/Pairings: Arthur/Gwen
Rating/Warnings: PG
Spoilers: none
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: Arthur’s not the jealous type….uh right?
Word Count: 354
Author’s Notes: Done for
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“Guinevere.”
She was close, yet seemed unreachable, too preoccupied with another. Merlin had accused him of being jealous. Jealous! The very idea was absurd, a completely idiotic that merely proved how dense in the head his man servant advisor was.
Gwen lent down kissing the small head resting in the crook of her arm. A twinge began inside Arthur’s chest…alright so maybe he was a little green-eyed. Damn Merlin this was his all his fault, he just knew it!
“Guineveeerrrreeee!”
“Sssssshhhhh.” Gwen hushed him again, rocking slowly back and forth eyes fixed on the delicate bundle in her arms.
“Come to bed” moaning he resisted the urge to tug at the material of her nightgown. It really wasn’t his fault; the bed was so cold without her. How was he supposed to get to sleep without Gwen’s warmth pressed against him?
“He needs me Arthur.”
“I need you!” whining Arthur stamped his foot in frustration. He was being ridiculous but damn it, he’d had her first. Biting her lip in an attempt to stop herself from laughing at the display and waking the now sleeping baby, Gwen rose from the chair placing her son in the cradle.
“Merlin was right I have two babies don’t I?”
Arthur frowned, his bottom lip jutting outwards. He was not a baby! Gwen smiled slightly, shaking her head fondly at her pouting husband.
“You know you’re going to have to learn to share me.” Moving towards him and wrapping her arms around his waist Gwen leant up on tip toes, her nose brushing gently against his.
“What if I don’t want to share?”
Gwen rolled her eyes, sighing at Arthur’s absurdity. As she open her mouth to retort he pulled her flush against himself, brining their lips together silencing her reply. Arthur smiled when Gwen melted into the embrace without complaint, her fingers lacing themselves within his hair. He was just about to deepen the embrace when a piercing cry suddenly filled the air. Pulling back immediately, Gwen rushed to her child’s side; Arthur moaned loudly seriously contemplating screaming like his son. Well if it got Gwen’s attention………