Title: 57. Not Just You (The Boy Next Door Series)
Pairing/Characters: Merlin/Arthur
Genre: Humor/General/Romance/GenderBender
Summary: "No, Arthur. It’s not just you. It’s you. Bold, capital letters and several exclamation points in the end.”
Warning: Girl! Merlin; possibly out of character, but hopefully, only slightly.
Spoiler: none
Disclaimer: Sadly, they are not mine.
Notes: English is not my first language and I have no beta, so forgive any mistakes.
Masterlist 57. Not Just You
Arthur checks his hair for what it seems like the hundredth time before pulling his coat on and turning to Morgana.
“You’re sure you’ll be alright by yourself, Morg?” He asks again and receives an annoyed eye roll.
“I’ll be just fine, Arthur! I’m not a bloody baby!” She gives him his scarf. “Go on now. You don’t want to be late. Merlin will think you changed your mind.”
Arthur rolls his eyes at her, mostly because she had voiced the nagging worry on his mind. He wraps his scarf around hi neck and takes the flowers Morgana is holding.
“Well, have a good evening.” Morgana says as he opens the door. “And Arthur…” She calls. “If you bugger things up again, I’m going to have to hurt you.”
Her voice holds a warning tone and Arthur is not sure if Morgana is worry for his sake or Merlin’s. Probably both. He nods anyway and steps out on the street, quickly making his way to Merlin’s house.
He has to ring the doorbell twice before Merlin finally opens the door, greeting him with an unsure smile. Arthur smiles back reassuring, before moving forward for a quick kiss.
“You look great.” He compliments, gaze traveling down her body in interest. Merlin blushes.
“Thanks.”
“These are for you.” Arthur says, offering the bouquet. The girl eyes it with surprise and doubt before taking them.
“Er… thanks. I guess I should put them in water or something.” Arthur nods, struggling against a smirk. Merlin was terrible in these kinds things. Girls were supposed to like flowers.
She reappears a few seconds later with her coat on and the look of insecurity back on her face. Arthur takes her hand and pulls her into his arms, brushing their lips together.
“Will you relax? It’s just me.” Merlin looks up at him and sighs.
“No, Arthur. It’s not just you. It’s you. Bold, capital letters and several exclamation points in the end.”
Arthur smiles wide at the declaration, his stomach flipping in a way he’s not familiar with.
“I like you too, Merlin. That won’t change if you happen to have a bad date. I may tease you merciless, but that’s all.”
He smirks; she playfully punches him on the arm, relaxing a little; smiling. They kiss.
“Come on. Let’s get this over with.” Merlin says with an overdramatic sigh and follows Arthur to his car.
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part 58