Kink Me! #33
Kink Me! #33
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The pre-reviews had been positive, but Arthur was always cautious. It wasn't until he heard the news that All Voyagers premiered to over five million viewers, and that a second season had been commissioned, that he felt truly ecstatic.
When he shut the door behind him, he exhaled happily. After dropping off his bag in the kitchen, he made a bee-line for Merlin's office. The door was shut, so he rapped his knuckles on it. “Merlin, I'm home. I've got some great news.”
There was a pause. “Can it wait? I'm in the zone right now.”
Arthur frowned. “Sure.”
That night, they didn't eat dinner together. Merlin told him that he had reached a pivotal point in his book, and that he just couldn't stop. Though he smiled when Arthur told him the news, and gave him a big kiss. “I'm so proud of you,” he declared going in for a second kiss. “I hope you know what you've gotten yourself in for. It may be years before you say goodbye to Thomas Stoker.”
“I don't really want to think about it...”
And, though the moment had been good, it was all too distant. Arthur sat on the couch picking at the salad his chef had prepared for him. For some reason he wasn't all that hungry. There was a funny feeling in his gut, like something substantial had shifted in his relationship with Merlin, and he couldn't quite put his finger on it...
They needed to talk. They needed to sit down and figure each other out. But if Merlin was so set upon isolating himself, then what Arthur really needed was a drink.
His phone was charging in a dock in the kitchen, and within ten minutes he had set up plans with Gwaine at Vapor, a bar catered to celebrities, where he could disappear for an evening.
“Hey Merlin,” he called again. “I'm going to Vapor with Gwaine.”
“Don't you have work tomorrow?”
“Yes, but we're celebrating.”
“Alright then, have fun. Drink one in my honor, will you?”
Arthur smiled at the door. “Of course.”
Truth be told, he didn't really want to go to Vapor. He wanted to take Merlin to bed and fuck him until Merlin was screaming his name...
God he needed alcohol.
It was midnight when Merlin's fingers stopped skating across the keyboard, and he looked thoughtfully at the wall. Had it really happened? Had he finished? The cursor still blinked, and the line was left unpunctuated, but that could easily be remedied.
He punched in the period button.
There. Was he done?
A sense of pride and excitement washed over him. He quickly pressed ctrl+P, print, before running out of the room. “Arthur!” he called through the quiet home. “Arthur?”
He poked his head in their chic bedroom, and in Arthur's office area, in the kitchen, living room, and game room. Arthur was still out. Which was okay, he had every right to be. Five million viewers! Those numbers rivaled True Blood!
He'd tell Arthur in the morning.
He went back to his office, and took the pages out of the printer, and shut down his computer.
It was the first night in a while that he went to bed alone. He tried reading through his manuscript, but found himself incredibly fatigued. He wondered how Arthur would cope the following morning, having to get up early to go to work.
It felt weird. Normally there was a hot body next to him, filling up the space. Tonight their bed seemed incredibly huge, and Merlin felt small. He set his manuscript on the nightstand, and decided to just let it be.
He fell into a light sleep, only to wake up at four. He found that the other half of the bed was still empty...
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