Merlin: Emotional States
Title: Emotional States
Author: shesashewolf
Fandom: Merlin
Characters: Merlin/Arthur
Rating: (Very Light) R
Warning: Language
Disclaimer: Characters are property of BBC and no profit is being made.
Notes: This was inspired by my real life and my own theater course. Acting can be pretty frustrating at times.
This is from the same verse as 'Smart Boy' but both can be read separately.
'Smart Boys' (NC-17) can be found here: http://shesashewolf.livejournal.com/1537.html
Summary: Merlin comes home upset and Arthur does a bit of cheering up.
Cross-posted at merlinxarthur
“Apparently, I’m devoid of any human emotion.” Merlin pulls off his coat and throws it, along with his bag, onto the chair by the door. His wool hat follows, leaving tufts of dark hair sticking up at odd angles.
“Well, obviously.” Arthur’s got his computer propped up on his knees as he types away at something. The laptop is playing some stupid pop song that Arthur’s liked since their fifth year. Merlin sighs when he doesn’t look up, just keeps typing and wriggling his sock covered toes to the beat.
“I’m serious!” Merlin shoves Arthur’s legs off the couch and sits on the cushion. “I’ve just spent the last half an hour being told that I have no understanding of love.” Merlin runs a hand through his hair and slouches back into the seat.
Arthur finally shuts his laptop, placing it on the table, and waits for Merlin to continue. “I have a husband and wife scene for a theater project. At one point I turn to my wife and say, ‘I love you but I just don’t know what to do anymore’. Professor Aredian took nearly half an hour to berate me in front of the class. Saying I had ‘no emotion’ and I must have a ‘very lonely life if I can’t make that one line believable’.” Merlin's frown deepens.
“Tell the fucker that he’s a total cunt.” Arthur deadpans, but any humor falls short on Merlin’s foul mood. “Tell him your boyfriend as no problem with your emotional state.”
Merlin is quiet for a while and Arthur slithers his toes under the other man’s thigh, hoping to at least crack a smile. Finally Merlin asks, “Do you think I’m a shit boyfriend?”
“Well, it would be nice if you sucked me off before you left for school every morning, but beggars can’t be choosers.”
“I’m being serious here!” He looks at Arthur, insecurity shining brightly on his face. “Am I not romantic enough?” Merlin questions after a beat. “You’d tell me if there was something wrong, wouldn’t you?”
“You’re being a prat.” Arthur pulls Merlin into his lap and hugs him tightly. “You can rehearse the scene with me, if you want! Just don’t let some crackpot drama professor make you feel bad.” He pulls Merlin impossibly closer. “Kilgharrah and I love you no matter what.” At the mention of his name, the old dog lifts his head curiously.
“Plus, your teacher probably hasn’t had his knob slobbed in a million years.” Arthur adds as an afterthought, getting a laugh and gentle kiss from Merlin. The two continue to kiss, growing a bit more passionate with each passing minute. When Arthur groans, Kilgharrah lets out a low whimper that causes the couple to break apart.
“Not in front of the child, Arthur.” The joy that usually fills Merlin's eyes has returned and Arthur considers it the sign of a job well done. “Tea?” Merlin asks as he places his palms against Arthur’s chest, gaining a bit of leverage. Arthur nods, letting his arms slip from around Merlin’s waist.
Merlin presses another kiss to Arthur lips before getting up and heading for the kitchen. Merlin pauses in the threshold, giving Arthur the smile that is decidedly reserved for private, ‘Arthur only’ use.
“I love you.”
The moment passes quickly and Arthur is left to hear Merlin tinkering about in the cabinets.
“That I believe.”
Author: shesashewolf
Fandom: Merlin
Characters: Merlin/Arthur
Rating: (Very Light) R
Warning: Language
Disclaimer: Characters are property of BBC and no profit is being made.
Notes: This was inspired by my real life and my own theater course. Acting can be pretty frustrating at times.
This is from the same verse as 'Smart Boy' but both can be read separately.
'Smart Boys' (NC-17) can be found here: http://shesashewolf.livejournal.com/1537.html
Summary: Merlin comes home upset and Arthur does a bit of cheering up.
Cross-posted at merlinxarthur
“Apparently, I’m devoid of any human emotion.” Merlin pulls off his coat and throws it, along with his bag, onto the chair by the door. His wool hat follows, leaving tufts of dark hair sticking up at odd angles.
“Well, obviously.” Arthur’s got his computer propped up on his knees as he types away at something. The laptop is playing some stupid pop song that Arthur’s liked since their fifth year. Merlin sighs when he doesn’t look up, just keeps typing and wriggling his sock covered toes to the beat.
“I’m serious!” Merlin shoves Arthur’s legs off the couch and sits on the cushion. “I’ve just spent the last half an hour being told that I have no understanding of love.” Merlin runs a hand through his hair and slouches back into the seat.
Arthur finally shuts his laptop, placing it on the table, and waits for Merlin to continue. “I have a husband and wife scene for a theater project. At one point I turn to my wife and say, ‘I love you but I just don’t know what to do anymore’. Professor Aredian took nearly half an hour to berate me in front of the class. Saying I had ‘no emotion’ and I must have a ‘very lonely life if I can’t make that one line believable’.” Merlin's frown deepens.
“Tell the fucker that he’s a total cunt.” Arthur deadpans, but any humor falls short on Merlin’s foul mood. “Tell him your boyfriend as no problem with your emotional state.”
Merlin is quiet for a while and Arthur slithers his toes under the other man’s thigh, hoping to at least crack a smile. Finally Merlin asks, “Do you think I’m a shit boyfriend?”
“Well, it would be nice if you sucked me off before you left for school every morning, but beggars can’t be choosers.”
“I’m being serious here!” He looks at Arthur, insecurity shining brightly on his face. “Am I not romantic enough?” Merlin questions after a beat. “You’d tell me if there was something wrong, wouldn’t you?”
“You’re being a prat.” Arthur pulls Merlin into his lap and hugs him tightly. “You can rehearse the scene with me, if you want! Just don’t let some crackpot drama professor make you feel bad.” He pulls Merlin impossibly closer. “Kilgharrah and I love you no matter what.” At the mention of his name, the old dog lifts his head curiously.
“Plus, your teacher probably hasn’t had his knob slobbed in a million years.” Arthur adds as an afterthought, getting a laugh and gentle kiss from Merlin. The two continue to kiss, growing a bit more passionate with each passing minute. When Arthur groans, Kilgharrah lets out a low whimper that causes the couple to break apart.
“Not in front of the child, Arthur.” The joy that usually fills Merlin's eyes has returned and Arthur considers it the sign of a job well done. “Tea?” Merlin asks as he places his palms against Arthur’s chest, gaining a bit of leverage. Arthur nods, letting his arms slip from around Merlin’s waist.
Merlin presses another kiss to Arthur lips before getting up and heading for the kitchen. Merlin pauses in the threshold, giving Arthur the smile that is decidedly reserved for private, ‘Arthur only’ use.
“I love you.”
The moment passes quickly and Arthur is left to hear Merlin tinkering about in the cabinets.
“That I believe.”