Kink Me! #21
Kink Me! #21
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Things take on a rather celebratory air after that. Morgana allows herself some satisfaction, even though she doesn’t expect that Arthur will be smart enough to let bygones be bygones after the make-up sex they’re undoubtedly on their way to have. Still, it’s progress, so she has another drink and leans against Gwaine’s side under cover of being tired. Elena gives them a sideways look, but she’s been doing that a lot lately and Morgana really doesn’t want to deal with it yet, so she does her best to ignore it.
“I have a prospective student and her mother stopping by in the morning,” she says at last, tipsier than she normally likes to be. “I’m heading home to get some sleep. I’ll see you all soon.”
Gwaine clamps his hand on her shoulder before she can shrug him off and leers at her just the same as always. “Do you want an escort home?”
“I’m not a damsel in distress,” she says loud enough for everyone, and then leans closer. “Too tired. I’ll call you tomorrow, though.” He gives her a broad wink for everyone else’s benefit and a smile for hers, and lets her up to say her goodbyes.
Most everyone’s deep enough in their drinks that nobody so much as bats an eyelash while they wave her off, but Elena’s still watching them with a look of dawning understanding and it isn’t really a surprise when she hears her making a loud and obviously false excuse about being tired when Morgana’s almost out of the pub and running after her. Morgana gives in to the inevitable and waits just down the street for her. “Oh, good, I’ve caught you,” says Elena when she’s had to grab on to a signpost to keep from tripping. “I figured since we’re heading in the same direction we might walk together for a bit.”
“Of course.”
Elena manages to last about fifteen steps before she brings it up. “So, you and Gwaine have been getting quite cozy lately.”
“Have we?”
“Morgana.” Morgana glances over to find Elena unwontedly serious, arms crossed. “It’s okay, you know? Whatever is okay. And I’m not going to tell Vivian. I just wanted to check that everything’s okay, since I don’t think I’m hallucinating if Leon mentioned it too.”
Morgana trips on nothing. “Leon what?”
“Leon mentioned that Gwaine told him he was busy with you when Leon was trying to schedule a lad’s night a few weeks ago, and asked me if I’d heard about it.” Which might mean he’s asked everyone else about it. Except perhaps Vivian, they all generally know better than that, but it still puts another spin on nobody teasing them about Gwaine’s arm around her at the pub tonight. “Does that mean there’s something going on, then?”
Morgana prepares herself to say "no" and weather that storm, but what comes out instead is "I have no idea."
More later, if I can write fast enough.
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