Kink Me! #34
Kink Me! #34
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“Arthur, come on. He knows. He'd have known. Besides, he's fine. Just a knock to the head. He had a really hard head.”
A watery laugh. Merlin finally pried his eyes open and was so so grateful for the dimness of the room but the small amount of light still hurt. Actually, he hurt all over. His head felt giant. He could see Arthur and Elena sitting side by side, hanging on to one another. They were both watching him worriedly and they grinned at the same time, both jumping to their feet.
“Merlin!”
“Merlin! Oh … MErlin!”
Merlin tried to smile, hugging Elena when she flung herself at him. He felt like he was just one big bruise. She pulled away and cradled his face, suddenly crying herself.
“We were worried, oh we were so worried. You were just sleeping.”
“What...”
Elena bustled about and then there was cold in his mouth, soothing his throat.
“There was a... well, there was a chemistry student who made what he called a 'noise bomb'. He thought it would be funny. It just sent out a high pitched sound. It didn't do any harm, except it was right by your ear. No one except you got hurt and with you... you tripped over your feet, flew backwards and hit your head. ”
Eventually, after much hugging and reassurance and tears and more hugging, she left to pass on the news of his awakening and he was left alone with Arthur. Arthur who stood against the wall, head down.
“Arthur? Are you all right?”
Arthur laughed. A choked, non laugh.
“you're ask.... Merlin. Merlin.”
“C'mere.”
“I...”
“I can't come there, c'mere.”
Arthur came. Slowly, not meeting Merlin's eyes, he came and knelt by the bed, head resting against Merlin's forearm, looking up the bed at him. Merlin met his eyes and Arthur's shut. As if he was in pain. Merlin brought his other arm over to rest in Arthur's hair.
“It's 'kay. M'fine.”
“I didn't think... I thought... I we had... I was stupid and stubborn and it's pointless, because I already love you and I want us to... I want... I always wanted and... you almost..”
“Shh. It's fine. We'll do it right.”
“I think... I wouldn't mind.. you are worth it, Merlin. You're worth so much more than...”
And then there was a surprising amount of crying and a surprisingly little amount of talking. And somehow, by the end of it, Merlin had a boyfriend.
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Arthur still camped about, still hung out with Elena, still kept his hands to himself, still talked with Merlin for hours. He trailed around after Merlin, hands in pockets, grin firmly in place. He termed himself Merlin's annoying new friend. He told everyone he was rich enough and important enough that he could do what he wanted, which included but was not limited to following Merlin around. People accepted it. Nothing really changed.
Except that when Merlin got home these days Arthur was often there. After a long day he could schlep over to Arthur's flat. Arthur cooked for him or tried to, it usually ended up one of two ways, take out or Gwen grinning and winking at Merlin and slipping away. At home Arthur really didn't keep his hands to himself, either. That was different.
Merlin was surprised about how affectionate Arthur was, when Merlin allowed it. Out of the public eye Arthur would sit really close, leaning into Merlin's side basically snuggling. He'd always let his hands stray over Merlin's body, resting on his back or his arm or his shoulder, squeezing his waist, pulling him in for a quick hug here and there. He always used his hands, gesturing and touching and just generally not paying any attention to normal rules of personal space.
He also spent a lot of time arousing Merlin in public, because he thought awkward boners were hilarious. A memorable occasion was at a police fundraiser, in front of the commissioner.
And they had lots of sex. Which was really nice. Merlin had been being very careful not to be too open, to sneak about, and basically he never got laid. But after the accident, the following honeymoon months were full of sex. All over the place. His sofa, Arthur's table, the shower, the huge bath (completely unnecessary) in Arthur's flat, the spare room, the bedroom, Gwen's spare room, Gwen's sofa, Morgana's... everywhere.
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This made me laugh: Maybe I can take you out for dinner in a non-sexy capacity? I can try to turn my beauty down.
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