Kink Me! #34
Kink Me! #34
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Merlin was at work, filing the endless paper work that arises when you arrest someone, when his desk phone rung. Elena ignored it, even when Merlin glared at her. Which was annoying. He was the senior officer. Well, technically she was older and she had been doing this longer but he was a sergeant. Okay, he sounded like a dick in his head. He answered the phone.
“Sergeant Emrys's desk.”
-Merlin?-
“Arthur! Uh, hello. What are you ringing me here for?”
-Oh, nothing. I shouldn't have... never mind.-
“Okay...?”
-Bye-
“Hang on, hang on.”
-Yeah?-
“Why'd you call? You never do.”
-You asked me not to. I... I wondered if you... no, no. Never mind.-
“Arthur!”
-Right, right. I thought maybe you could come pick me up, but no. I know. I shouldn't have asked. So, I'll just go-
“Hang on! Why do you need picking up?”
-Dunno, Gwen said I ought to go home... hey!-
-Merlin? It's Gwen. Arthur's sick and needs a ride home, come fetch him would you?-
Merlin hesitated. He hates himself for hesitating and judging by Gwen's sharp 'tut' she did too. But he didn't know what to tell his boss. Sure, if Arthur were his partner he could just state personal reasons. But everyone knew Merlin was single. They teased him for it all the time. He could say family stuff, but he hesitated to lie.
-Merlin?-
“Yeah okay. Give me an hour, okay?”
-An hour? Fine.-
Gwen hung up with a sharp click. Merlin went back to filing the paperwork. He waited half an hour before dialling Will's number, getting Will to have his mother call him at work and then, after a brief conversation with her, he headed for his boss's office.
When he arrived at Arthur's ridiculous office Gwen was not too happy with him. She practically snarled, messed up stapling a document and then clicked to the lift, giving him a cold back to follow. They stood in silence on the long ride to the top, Gwen tapping her finger on the file she had.
When they entered Arthur's office, he began to see why she was so pissed with him. Arthur was sitting in his desk chair behind the desk but he wasn't doing any work. He was staring vacantly straight ahead, eyes glassy with obvious fever. He turned his head when they came in and blinked at them.
“Merlin's here to take you home, Sir.”
“Oh. Okay. Can you manage, Gwen? I could stay.”
“I'll be fine. You go home and go to bed, okay? And don't be a grumpy guts for Merlin.”
“I'll be cheerful. Promise.”
Gwen laughed and Merlin was surprised at the affectionate way she brushed the hair off Arthur's forehead as she helped him stand. He knew they were friends at that point, but he hadn't realised yet that they were good friends and had been for a long time. Arthur blundered over to Merlin and bit his lip, uncertain.
“Hey. Sorry. I didn't want to call you, she made me.”
“You should be able to ring your partner of three months when you're feeling poorly, Arthur.”
Merlin ignored Gwen's death glare and reached up to feel Arthur's forehead, wincing at the heat.
“You're all sweaty.”
“Are you cross? Is your boss suspicious?”
“No and no. Gwen's right, you should... you can call me, Arthur. If you need me, don't hesitate to call. Okay?”
“What about-”
“No, it doesn't matter. I'll sort what needs sorting, you don't worry about that. If you need me, hell if you want me, just ring. Okay?”
“Yeah?”
“Yes.”
Merlin was surprised at how strongly he meant what he said. He wanted Arthur to be able to rely on him. Gwen looked pleased. Arthur looked a bit chuffed but mostly glassy and... green.
“Are you about to puke on me?”
“Nuh-uh.”
Arthur wobbled out to the lift and made it to the ground floor before detouring to Gwen's desk and barfing in her bin.
***
The fundraiser was a masked ball and you had to take a date. Which meant Merlin had to find a girl willing to pretend for him.
“Do you think Gwen would do it?”
“No. She likes me too much.”
“Elena?”
“She's taking me. I mean, she said she would, if you... For fuck's sake, actually, I am going. She invited me and I want to. So tough luck if you don't like it.”
“I do like it. You know I hate lying.”
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