Fandom: Merlin
Title: 'Could Merlin Be Any More Infuriating?!'
Characters: Merlin/Arthur
Warnings: None
Rating:PG-13
Disclaimer:I do not own Merlin or the characters, yet!
But I'm off to purchase Colin and Bradley and the rest of the Merlin cast right now xP
A/N:This is one random fic :P
Actually, the weird dream of Arthur's was a dream i had a few days ago and it wouldn't get out of my mind till i wrote this fic.
Hope you liked it ;)
Summary:'Merlin,stop flying around the castle flapping your ears’
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'Could Merlin Be Any More Infuriating?!'
Merlin entered the Royal Pain’s chamber whistling away but stopped when he found that no insults were hurled at him.
He looked around and saw the prince sitting on his bed, lost in thoughts
‘Anything wrong, sire?’ he inquired
‘Oh, it’s you’ said Arthur glancing up and giving him a weird look
‘Who else enters without knocking?!’
‘Course….Can you do me favor, Merlin and stop flying around the castle flapping your ears’ he blurted out suddenly
‘Huh?! Arthur, You absolutely sure you’re all right?’
Of course I’m. Why won’t I be??’ he snapped
‘I meant you were flying using your big ,stupid ,goofy ears in my dream’
‘Oh’
And with that he started guffawing stopping only when Arthur threw him a dirty look
‘So…’
‘So What ?’ snapped Arthur again
‘ooh touchy’ grinned Merlin before continuing
‘So, you have been dreaming about me, sire? Smirked Merlin, his eyes glinting mischievously
‘No, I…uh’ stuttered Arthur looking flustered
‘Arghh, just stop bothering me in my dreams too Merlin. You cause enough trouble when I’m awake. At least let me sleep in peace.’
‘Dreams’ drawled Merlin emphasizing the plural
‘So, this is not the first time you dreamt about me now, is it?’
‘God Merlin, You can be so infuriating’ growled the blond but when he looked up Merlin noticed a slightly sheepish expression on his face.
‘I know I’m infuriating’ said Merlin giving his best lopsided grin that made Arthur melt like the hot chocolate bubbling away in his mug.
‘You know…….what’s even more infuriating?’ asked Merlin evilly
And he leaned in, reducing the distance between them and took Arthur’s face in his hands.
‘Wha…What are you doing?’ asked Arthur, his eyes wild, his heart thumping away;
He felt as if someone was beating his head with a flagpole. Merlin was so close; he could almost feel his lips on him.
Merlin leaned closer and closer until their lips almost touched…..
…and then turned away and pecked him on the cheek.
‘Goodbye, sire’ he grinned as he skipped away
while the prince sat there half-stunned, half-furious, too stunned to move a muscle.
‘Merlin!’ He said fuming
‘Get back here this instant!’ he ordered
‘Anything else you want, sire?’ whispered Merlin giving him an innocent look
The blond royal marched up to him and grabbed the manservant’s collar.
‘You….You little…’ he said making the mistake of looking into the warlock’s sparkling cerulean eyes.
‘You can’t get away by doing that. I will seriously….’ He started again
Seriously what, Arthur?’ asked Merlin innocently.
‘Snog you senseless’ grinned the prince and with that he closed the tiny distance separating their lips.
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