Petal Camouflage
Title: Petal Camouflage
Characters/Pairings: Gwen, Merlin, hinted Arthur/Gwen
Rating/Warnings: PG
Spoilers: none
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Gwen attempts to smother all thoughts of Arthur
Word Count: 344
Author’s Notes: Done for camelot_love's Spring Fling. The prompt was Lilies. This is also a sorft of squeal to Memories Linger
Petal Camouflage
Gwen kicked the door open forcefully; her arms to full to use her hands and marched into her home with a determined look in her eyes. Merlin who followed in behind her stumbling, vision was impaired by the bundle he was carrying; wondered for the hundredth time that day why Gwen was in such desperate need for so many Lilies.
It wasn’t the fact she wanted bouquets that perplexed him, Merlin was used to the scent of flowers floating out of Gwen’s home; it was her choice of aroma that had him confused. She usually stuck to soft, sweet, pretty scents; he’d never once seen her with a Lilly. He even recalled her saying something about them being too overwhelming.
She was right too, they where far too overpowering. Merlin had to keep pulling his neckerchief up over his nose in order to try and smother the scent, not that it was working, he still found himself coughing and spluttering every so often.
“You can set them down on the table.” Gwen’s voice floated into his ears as she hurriedly searched for vases.
Merlin fumbled around, searching for the table over his pile of white before knocking his knees on the edge of the table and offloading the flowers with a grunt of displeasure. Silently he stood there watching as Gwen clipped the stems and placed them into the awaiting vases. She seemed completely lost in her own world, eyes focussed hard on the task. Merlin noticed the deep dark circles under his friend’s eyes and frowned. He was aware that she hadn’t been sleeping well these past few days but whenever he attempted to mention this she shrugged him off, saying it was nothing.
“So why so many Lilies?” he inquired taking two full vases and placing them at the far end of the room. Gwen shrugged her shoulders.
“Don’t you think their a little strong?” Merlin continued “I mean all I can smell is Lilies!”
Gwen’s brown eyes glinted devilishly as she looked over at the pillow lying on her bed.
“EXACTLY!”
Characters/Pairings: Gwen, Merlin, hinted Arthur/Gwen
Rating/Warnings: PG
Spoilers: none
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Gwen attempts to smother all thoughts of Arthur
Word Count: 344
Author’s Notes: Done for camelot_love's Spring Fling. The prompt was Lilies. This is also a sorft of squeal to Memories Linger
Petal Camouflage
Gwen kicked the door open forcefully; her arms to full to use her hands and marched into her home with a determined look in her eyes. Merlin who followed in behind her stumbling, vision was impaired by the bundle he was carrying; wondered for the hundredth time that day why Gwen was in such desperate need for so many Lilies.
It wasn’t the fact she wanted bouquets that perplexed him, Merlin was used to the scent of flowers floating out of Gwen’s home; it was her choice of aroma that had him confused. She usually stuck to soft, sweet, pretty scents; he’d never once seen her with a Lilly. He even recalled her saying something about them being too overwhelming.
She was right too, they where far too overpowering. Merlin had to keep pulling his neckerchief up over his nose in order to try and smother the scent, not that it was working, he still found himself coughing and spluttering every so often.
“You can set them down on the table.” Gwen’s voice floated into his ears as she hurriedly searched for vases.
Merlin fumbled around, searching for the table over his pile of white before knocking his knees on the edge of the table and offloading the flowers with a grunt of displeasure. Silently he stood there watching as Gwen clipped the stems and placed them into the awaiting vases. She seemed completely lost in her own world, eyes focussed hard on the task. Merlin noticed the deep dark circles under his friend’s eyes and frowned. He was aware that she hadn’t been sleeping well these past few days but whenever he attempted to mention this she shrugged him off, saying it was nothing.
“So why so many Lilies?” he inquired taking two full vases and placing them at the far end of the room. Gwen shrugged her shoulders.
“Don’t you think their a little strong?” Merlin continued “I mean all I can smell is Lilies!”
Gwen’s brown eyes glinted devilishly as she looked over at the pillow lying on her bed.
“EXACTLY!”