Hair splitting 6/11
Author: bunnysworld
Title: Hair Splitting 6/11
Rating: PG-13
Pairing(s): Merlin/Arthur
Summary: It’s not all rainbows and flowers
Warnings: Fluffy drama?
Word Count: 6885 overall, 508 in this one
Beta: Thanks to issy5209 for the great job!
Notes: This is the sequel to Hair. And it’s all k_nightfox’s fault who nagged me long enough to write it. And she bribed me with cookies, too. Oh, and the title is her fault, too. *nodnods*
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Merlin had gone back to his place which seemed empty and hollow. He’d taken care of his dogs before he’d totally broken down and sobbed his heart out. He didn’t answer the phone and ignored the knocking at the door and only took the dogs out when he was sure that nobody would wait for him in the corridor or downstairs.
Lady nudged his hand and he looked at her, tears still rolling down his face. “It’s over, Lady. We won’t go back. I’m sorry that you didn’t get so say goodbye to him, but it’s for the better. We can do without him.” He wasn’t sure if he was trying to convince the dog or himself as she licked his face and then put her head on his knee.
On Monday morning, Merlin grabbed the dogs and left his place. He had a business to run. Freya and Leon were already waiting and since they saw that he was far from being alright, they took his customers and let him hole up in his office.
“He’s not here, Arthur.”
“I need to talk to him.”
Merlin smiled sadly when Freya repeated the lie that he wasn’t here, picturing the small fragile looking Freya blocking Arthur’s way into the salon.
“I said he’s not here.”
Miracle, the little traitor, ran from his office as soon as he heard Arthur’s voice and Lady looked longingly at the door and wagged her tail.
“Hey little one. The dogs are here, so he can’t be too far. I’ll wait.”
Even hearing Arthur’s voice hurt. The tears started to well up again and Merlin bit his lower lip hard. He just couldn’t face him.
“No, you won’t.” Leon’s voice had lost all of its queen-ish-ness.
“Oh, I have time, he has to show up. Please, Leon, I just need to see him.”
Merlin swallowed hard and nearly gave in when he heard the pleading in Arthur’s voice.
“He doesn’t want to see you. And now I have to ask you to hand the dog back and leave.”
“Leon, please!”
Merlin leaned his head against the wall right next to his door and drew a shuddering breath.
“Don’t make a scene, Arthur. You have brought this upon yourself. If you ever hurt him again, I’m more than happy to break more than one nail to punish you for it.”
Despite himself, Merlin almost chuckled. It was cute when Leon tried to be really scary.
The front door was opened and closed slowly and Miracle padded back into the office, followed by Freya.
“Are you alright?”
Merlin shook his head. “No, I’m not. But thanks for making him leave.”
Freya came over and hugged him. “Anything, Merlin. And you know what? I’ll make you a tea and then we’ll decide on your new look.”
He raised an eyebrow. “My new look…”
Leon appeared in the door. “Yes, your new look. You’ve been wearing this lame haircut for too long anyway. I have a few ideas. And after a break-up, a new look does wonders!”
Title: Hair Splitting 6/11
Rating: PG-13
Pairing(s): Merlin/Arthur
Summary: It’s not all rainbows and flowers
Warnings: Fluffy drama?
Word Count: 6885 overall, 508 in this one
Beta: Thanks to issy5209 for the great job!
Notes: This is the sequel to Hair. And it’s all k_nightfox’s fault who nagged me long enough to write it. And she bribed me with cookies, too. Oh, and the title is her fault, too. *nodnods*
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Merlin had gone back to his place which seemed empty and hollow. He’d taken care of his dogs before he’d totally broken down and sobbed his heart out. He didn’t answer the phone and ignored the knocking at the door and only took the dogs out when he was sure that nobody would wait for him in the corridor or downstairs.
Lady nudged his hand and he looked at her, tears still rolling down his face. “It’s over, Lady. We won’t go back. I’m sorry that you didn’t get so say goodbye to him, but it’s for the better. We can do without him.” He wasn’t sure if he was trying to convince the dog or himself as she licked his face and then put her head on his knee.
On Monday morning, Merlin grabbed the dogs and left his place. He had a business to run. Freya and Leon were already waiting and since they saw that he was far from being alright, they took his customers and let him hole up in his office.
“He’s not here, Arthur.”
“I need to talk to him.”
Merlin smiled sadly when Freya repeated the lie that he wasn’t here, picturing the small fragile looking Freya blocking Arthur’s way into the salon.
“I said he’s not here.”
Miracle, the little traitor, ran from his office as soon as he heard Arthur’s voice and Lady looked longingly at the door and wagged her tail.
“Hey little one. The dogs are here, so he can’t be too far. I’ll wait.”
Even hearing Arthur’s voice hurt. The tears started to well up again and Merlin bit his lower lip hard. He just couldn’t face him.
“No, you won’t.” Leon’s voice had lost all of its queen-ish-ness.
“Oh, I have time, he has to show up. Please, Leon, I just need to see him.”
Merlin swallowed hard and nearly gave in when he heard the pleading in Arthur’s voice.
“He doesn’t want to see you. And now I have to ask you to hand the dog back and leave.”
“Leon, please!”
Merlin leaned his head against the wall right next to his door and drew a shuddering breath.
“Don’t make a scene, Arthur. You have brought this upon yourself. If you ever hurt him again, I’m more than happy to break more than one nail to punish you for it.”
Despite himself, Merlin almost chuckled. It was cute when Leon tried to be really scary.
The front door was opened and closed slowly and Miracle padded back into the office, followed by Freya.
“Are you alright?”
Merlin shook his head. “No, I’m not. But thanks for making him leave.”
Freya came over and hugged him. “Anything, Merlin. And you know what? I’ll make you a tea and then we’ll decide on your new look.”
He raised an eyebrow. “My new look…”
Leon appeared in the door. “Yes, your new look. You’ve been wearing this lame haircut for too long anyway. I have a few ideas. And after a break-up, a new look does wonders!”