Drabble: I'm A Survivor, I Will Survive (Arthur/Merlin)
Title: I'm A Survivor, I Will Survive
Author: sarahyyy
Rating: PG-13
Character/Pairing: Arthur/Merlin
Word Count: <500
Summary: Merlin is dense and Arthur wants to throw himself in front of a train.
Disclaimer: Do not own. =(
A/N: For the darling cowboyangel who asked for Arthur secretly (or not) wooing Merlin and Merlin being all confused. There's not much secrecy in this, but I hope Merlin is sufficiently confused. =D
Merlin raises both his eyebrows when Arthur asks, "Merlin, what are your views concerning flowers?"
"No," he says simply.
Arthur's brows furrow. "No?"
"No," Merlin repeats firmly. "You know it's not a good idea." Merlin gives Arthur an odd look. "I thought you were over Gwen already."
"I am," Arthur says. "What."
"If you send Gwen flowers, you're only going to embarrass yourself. She's in love with Lance," Merlin says slowly, as if he's trying very hard to instill a fact into Arthur's brain. "You know, average height, dark hair, dark eyes, charming person, your friend?"
"I know Gwen's in love with Lance!" Arthur snaps. "The flowers aren't for Gwen. What is wrong with you?"
"Oh." Merlin gives him a sheepish smile before he sobers up. "Elena? Because if they are, let me warn you in advance that Gwaine called dibs on her and he will probably fight you for it."
Arthur snorts. "He wouldn't be able to win me even if I spot him a few hits." Then he frowns. "And no, I'm not wooing Elena."
At this, Merlin looks befuddled. "Oh. Is it someone else you know from work? I wasn't aware that you had your sights set on anyone."
"It's not― I'm not―" Arthur scowls. "You know this person too."
Merlin frowns. "Is it… Is it," his eyes widen, "Morgana?"
Arthur throws his hands up in frustration. "She's my sister, you tit! And she's engaged to my best friend!"
Merlin shoots him a dirty look. "Well, if someone just told me instead of having me guess… I had to cover all possible grounds, didn't I?"
Arthur sighs and breaths out loudly through his nose in effort to control his frustration. "It's not Morgana," he says finally. "It's not even a she."
Merlin's lips tip up in a soft smile. "Finally."
"Finally?" Arthur asks, heart hammering in his chest, a strange feeling of hope bubbling up in him.
"I was waiting for you to admit it," Merlin confesses. "I always thought― It's great that― Congratulations."
Arthur has a sinking feeling that Merlin has, again, misinterpreted his words. "Beg pardon?"
Merlin just looks at him stupidly. "You and Elyan?" he says. "I've always thought that you two would be really good together. It's good that you see that he's better for you than Gwen is. I'm happy for you."
Arthur's jaw actually drops. He is going to walk out of the restaurant now (Candles! They had actual candles on their table! How much more obvious was he supposed to be?) and throw himself in front of the first vehicle he sees. Honestly. "What."
Merlin frowns. "If you're trying to see if I know what sort of flowers Elyan likes, I'm sorry but you're going to have to be disappointed."
"Merlin," Arthur grits out, "you are the biggest idiot in the whole sodding planet, I hope you know that."
And then he pulls Merlin in by his stupid neckerchief and kisses him hard, letting his free arm snake around Merlin's waist as he does so. "It's you, you idiot," he gasps out when he pulls away, "It's always been you."
Author: sarahyyy
Rating: PG-13
Character/Pairing: Arthur/Merlin
Word Count: <500
Summary: Merlin is dense and Arthur wants to throw himself in front of a train.
Disclaimer: Do not own. =(
A/N: For the darling cowboyangel who asked for Arthur secretly (or not) wooing Merlin and Merlin being all confused. There's not much secrecy in this, but I hope Merlin is sufficiently confused. =D
Merlin raises both his eyebrows when Arthur asks, "Merlin, what are your views concerning flowers?"
"No," he says simply.
Arthur's brows furrow. "No?"
"No," Merlin repeats firmly. "You know it's not a good idea." Merlin gives Arthur an odd look. "I thought you were over Gwen already."
"I am," Arthur says. "What."
"If you send Gwen flowers, you're only going to embarrass yourself. She's in love with Lance," Merlin says slowly, as if he's trying very hard to instill a fact into Arthur's brain. "You know, average height, dark hair, dark eyes, charming person, your friend?"
"I know Gwen's in love with Lance!" Arthur snaps. "The flowers aren't for Gwen. What is wrong with you?"
"Oh." Merlin gives him a sheepish smile before he sobers up. "Elena? Because if they are, let me warn you in advance that Gwaine called dibs on her and he will probably fight you for it."
Arthur snorts. "He wouldn't be able to win me even if I spot him a few hits." Then he frowns. "And no, I'm not wooing Elena."
At this, Merlin looks befuddled. "Oh. Is it someone else you know from work? I wasn't aware that you had your sights set on anyone."
"It's not― I'm not―" Arthur scowls. "You know this person too."
Merlin frowns. "Is it… Is it," his eyes widen, "Morgana?"
Arthur throws his hands up in frustration. "She's my sister, you tit! And she's engaged to my best friend!"
Merlin shoots him a dirty look. "Well, if someone just told me instead of having me guess… I had to cover all possible grounds, didn't I?"
Arthur sighs and breaths out loudly through his nose in effort to control his frustration. "It's not Morgana," he says finally. "It's not even a she."
Merlin's lips tip up in a soft smile. "Finally."
"Finally?" Arthur asks, heart hammering in his chest, a strange feeling of hope bubbling up in him.
"I was waiting for you to admit it," Merlin confesses. "I always thought― It's great that― Congratulations."
Arthur has a sinking feeling that Merlin has, again, misinterpreted his words. "Beg pardon?"
Merlin just looks at him stupidly. "You and Elyan?" he says. "I've always thought that you two would be really good together. It's good that you see that he's better for you than Gwen is. I'm happy for you."
Arthur's jaw actually drops. He is going to walk out of the restaurant now (Candles! They had actual candles on their table! How much more obvious was he supposed to be?) and throw himself in front of the first vehicle he sees. Honestly. "What."
Merlin frowns. "If you're trying to see if I know what sort of flowers Elyan likes, I'm sorry but you're going to have to be disappointed."
"Merlin," Arthur grits out, "you are the biggest idiot in the whole sodding planet, I hope you know that."
And then he pulls Merlin in by his stupid neckerchief and kisses him hard, letting his free arm snake around Merlin's waist as he does so. "It's you, you idiot," he gasps out when he pulls away, "It's always been you."