Merlin Fanfiction: Through the Eyes of a Stranger
Title: Through the Eyes of a Stranger
Disclaimer: Merlin is owned by the BBC and other associated parties. I do not make any profit from this story and the plot is purely fiction.
Summary: AU, Slash, A/M/G, from the outside, you wouldn’t think they were anything but really close friends.
Rating: PG
Warnings: Implied threesome/moresome, slash, outside POV, slight fluff.
Pairings: Arthur/Merlin/Gwaine
Word Count: 494
Author's Note: Written from this prompt: Prompt # 7 Arthur/Merlin/Gwaine; Outsider POV. Preferably without their knowledge. For the Trident_Love Hot and Bothered Month of June.
I finally wrote this up. I’ve been meaning to do this all of June, but between classes, humongous art projects, skewered hands (don’t ask), and my Merlin Big Bang, I’ve only now just found some time to get this short thing written up. Do not fear for its shortness, for it has given me some inspiration and I plan to write more in this universe to give it a nice big backstory to make all the fan boys and girls exceptionally happy. Look for it later on, once I’ve found some convenient time to work at it, lols.
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The first time he saw the three of them together, he would have just said they were at most, really close friends. Merlin, the youngest of the three was thin and tall with pale skin and a dark mop of hair that made his blue eyes stand out. He could always be seen with a smile on his face and his nose shoved in a book. He worked in the school’s extensive library part time, when he wasn’t with his friends or in class. He wore those thick rimmed glasses that seemed to hide half of your face. He was the quietest of the three, the one you went to if you needed something.
Gwaine…well he was far on the opposite side of the spectrum from Merlin. Athletic, dashing good looks, well-muscled, with a beard adorning his face, he was a social creature. He was the one who went to every party, got drunk at them all and still showed up to his classes to sit through the lecture. No one knew his secret on how he kept this life style and still kept good grades and a steady job on the side. He said it was a family secret learned from his father, but most thought he was just crazy and would crash and burn soon. He was just as laid back as Merlin, but when his temper was sparked, which usually involved looking out for Merlin; he could be a force to be reckoned with.
Arthur on the other hand was in a whole category to himself. He was very stiff, seeming to look at all of the world with a sneer and a hard glare. He made perfect marks on everything, was the best on their football team, and knew all the important people. Most would have thought he was an arrogant bastard who needed to be brought down a peg, if not for the way he was around the other two. Around them, he seemed to unwind and loosen up, smiling more and face softening. With Gwaine he wrestled and joked, and really looked like the golden prince he was so likened to, shining for all to see. It was with Merlin though that he changed the most. For most, he looked like he wasn’t listening, but when Merlin spoke, he listen, giving all his attention to the brunette. It was with Merlin that he showed his softer side, allowing emotions he normally wouldn’t show bubble to the surface.
It was as if the three of them completed each other, balanced their faults and strengths perfectly. It was as you looked closer that you could see the bonds holding the three together, allowing them to be together in harmony. As he stared across the courtyard at the three as they lounged in the grass, draped over each other, he could feel envy welling up inside and it made him wish for something even a faction close to what they had.
End.
Disclaimer: Merlin is owned by the BBC and other associated parties. I do not make any profit from this story and the plot is purely fiction.
Summary: AU, Slash, A/M/G, from the outside, you wouldn’t think they were anything but really close friends.
Rating: PG
Warnings: Implied threesome/moresome, slash, outside POV, slight fluff.
Pairings: Arthur/Merlin/Gwaine
Word Count: 494
Author's Note: Written from this prompt: Prompt # 7 Arthur/Merlin/Gwaine; Outsider POV. Preferably without their knowledge. For the Trident_Love Hot and Bothered Month of June.
I finally wrote this up. I’ve been meaning to do this all of June, but between classes, humongous art projects, skewered hands (don’t ask), and my Merlin Big Bang, I’ve only now just found some time to get this short thing written up. Do not fear for its shortness, for it has given me some inspiration and I plan to write more in this universe to give it a nice big backstory to make all the fan boys and girls exceptionally happy. Look for it later on, once I’ve found some convenient time to work at it, lols.
xXx
The first time he saw the three of them together, he would have just said they were at most, really close friends. Merlin, the youngest of the three was thin and tall with pale skin and a dark mop of hair that made his blue eyes stand out. He could always be seen with a smile on his face and his nose shoved in a book. He worked in the school’s extensive library part time, when he wasn’t with his friends or in class. He wore those thick rimmed glasses that seemed to hide half of your face. He was the quietest of the three, the one you went to if you needed something.
Gwaine…well he was far on the opposite side of the spectrum from Merlin. Athletic, dashing good looks, well-muscled, with a beard adorning his face, he was a social creature. He was the one who went to every party, got drunk at them all and still showed up to his classes to sit through the lecture. No one knew his secret on how he kept this life style and still kept good grades and a steady job on the side. He said it was a family secret learned from his father, but most thought he was just crazy and would crash and burn soon. He was just as laid back as Merlin, but when his temper was sparked, which usually involved looking out for Merlin; he could be a force to be reckoned with.
Arthur on the other hand was in a whole category to himself. He was very stiff, seeming to look at all of the world with a sneer and a hard glare. He made perfect marks on everything, was the best on their football team, and knew all the important people. Most would have thought he was an arrogant bastard who needed to be brought down a peg, if not for the way he was around the other two. Around them, he seemed to unwind and loosen up, smiling more and face softening. With Gwaine he wrestled and joked, and really looked like the golden prince he was so likened to, shining for all to see. It was with Merlin though that he changed the most. For most, he looked like he wasn’t listening, but when Merlin spoke, he listen, giving all his attention to the brunette. It was with Merlin that he showed his softer side, allowing emotions he normally wouldn’t show bubble to the surface.
It was as if the three of them completed each other, balanced their faults and strengths perfectly. It was as you looked closer that you could see the bonds holding the three together, allowing them to be together in harmony. As he stared across the courtyard at the three as they lounged in the grass, draped over each other, he could feel envy welling up inside and it made him wish for something even a faction close to what they had.
End.