Fic: London, Said He (12/12)
Title: London, Said He
Rating: R
Genres: Science Fiction (Time Travel), Humour, Romance
Era: Mix of canon-era and near-future (22nd century) reincarnation era
Pairings: Merlin/Arthur, one-sided Gwaine/Merlin, implied Gwaine/Percy
Wordcount: 300 (this chapter); 45k total
Betas: percygranger, messyangel81
This really hasn't been Merlin's day. Or week. Or month, really. Seeing his best friend die in front of him was bad enough. But magicking himself into the future in order to save Arthur? Probably not as good an idea as it seemed on paper. And this future version of Gwaine will not stop hitting on him. Even in front of the future Arthur - talk about embarrassing. Especially since Merlin needs to get to know this Arthur if he's ever going to figure out how to save his.
Chapter 1: Camelot
Chapter 2: Let's Do the Time Warp Again
Chapter 3: Gwaine
Chapter 4: Getting to Know You
Chapter 5: Arthur
Chapter 6: The Glorious Life of a PA
Chapter 7: Trouble in Paradise
Chapter 8: Cooking Classes
Chapter 9: The Confession
Chapter 10: Kay
Chapter 11: Back to Camelot
Epilogue
Merlin was still staring at the spot where his younger self had disappeared, contemplating walking back to camp so that he could grill another hot dog, when his mobile rang.
“Bollocks,” he muttered under his breath, and fumbled for the phone in the front pocket of his overcoat. “Yes, hello?”
“Kay?” Gwaine’s voice was grainy. “Is Merlin still with you?”
Merlin sighed. “No, he… I’m sorry. He went back. To save Arthur.”
“Oh.” There was a brief silence on the other end. “Is he… ever going to come back?”
Merlin cleared his throat. “Erm. About that…” He fumbled in his jacket for his cigarettes. He supposed he’d have to quit, now. “I owe you a chocolate stout. Meet you at the Excalibur in ten?”
“I’m working today. Besides, even I don’t get pissed this early in the day.”
Merlin glanced down at his wristwatch. “Meet at the Avalon, then? I’ll buy you a muffin.”
He could practically hear Gwaine rolling his eyes over the phone. “Right, because I can’t just pop in the back and eat one.”
Merlin frowned. “Is that why Percy is always smacking your hands away from the pastries?”
“No, Merlin, that’s because he’s a cruel man and lives to torture me. Much like someone else I know.”
Merlin froze. “What?”
“What what?”
“You just called me Merlin.”
“Oh, that. Sorry. Was that supposed to be a secret?” Gwaine sounded like he was smirking, the smug bastard.
Merlin hung up and lit another cigarette.
Notification: Incoming text message from Gwaine Fairbanks
Gwaine Fairbanks: Meet at the cafe at 1300
Kay Emrys: Roger
Gwaine Fairbanks: BTW Arthur’s coming
Kay Emrys: What
Kay Emrys: No
Kay Emrys: I still look like I’m 70!
Gwaine Fairbanks: Guess you’d better fix that before 1300 then
Kay Emrys: YOU ARE SUCH AN ASS
Gwaine Fairbanks: Oh, and lunch is on you
Gwaine Fairbanks: Also beer
Gwaine Fairbanks: Lots of beer
Rating: R
Genres: Science Fiction (Time Travel), Humour, Romance
Era: Mix of canon-era and near-future (22nd century) reincarnation era
Pairings: Merlin/Arthur, one-sided Gwaine/Merlin, implied Gwaine/Percy
Wordcount: 300 (this chapter); 45k total
Betas: percygranger, messyangel81
This really hasn't been Merlin's day. Or week. Or month, really. Seeing his best friend die in front of him was bad enough. But magicking himself into the future in order to save Arthur? Probably not as good an idea as it seemed on paper. And this future version of Gwaine will not stop hitting on him. Even in front of the future Arthur - talk about embarrassing. Especially since Merlin needs to get to know this Arthur if he's ever going to figure out how to save his.
Chapter 1: Camelot
Chapter 2: Let's Do the Time Warp Again
Chapter 3: Gwaine
Chapter 4: Getting to Know You
Chapter 5: Arthur
Chapter 6: The Glorious Life of a PA
Chapter 7: Trouble in Paradise
Chapter 8: Cooking Classes
Chapter 9: The Confession
Chapter 10: Kay
Chapter 11: Back to Camelot
Epilogue
Merlin was still staring at the spot where his younger self had disappeared, contemplating walking back to camp so that he could grill another hot dog, when his mobile rang.
“Bollocks,” he muttered under his breath, and fumbled for the phone in the front pocket of his overcoat. “Yes, hello?”
“Kay?” Gwaine’s voice was grainy. “Is Merlin still with you?”
Merlin sighed. “No, he… I’m sorry. He went back. To save Arthur.”
“Oh.” There was a brief silence on the other end. “Is he… ever going to come back?”
Merlin cleared his throat. “Erm. About that…” He fumbled in his jacket for his cigarettes. He supposed he’d have to quit, now. “I owe you a chocolate stout. Meet you at the Excalibur in ten?”
“I’m working today. Besides, even I don’t get pissed this early in the day.”
Merlin glanced down at his wristwatch. “Meet at the Avalon, then? I’ll buy you a muffin.”
He could practically hear Gwaine rolling his eyes over the phone. “Right, because I can’t just pop in the back and eat one.”
Merlin frowned. “Is that why Percy is always smacking your hands away from the pastries?”
“No, Merlin, that’s because he’s a cruel man and lives to torture me. Much like someone else I know.”
Merlin froze. “What?”
“What what?”
“You just called me Merlin.”
“Oh, that. Sorry. Was that supposed to be a secret?” Gwaine sounded like he was smirking, the smug bastard.
Merlin hung up and lit another cigarette.
Notification: Incoming text message from Gwaine Fairbanks
Gwaine Fairbanks: Meet at the cafe at 1300
Kay Emrys: Roger
Gwaine Fairbanks: BTW Arthur’s coming
Kay Emrys: What
Kay Emrys: No
Kay Emrys: I still look like I’m 70!
Gwaine Fairbanks: Guess you’d better fix that before 1300 then
Kay Emrys: YOU ARE SUCH AN ASS
Gwaine Fairbanks: Oh, and lunch is on you
Gwaine Fairbanks: Also beer
Gwaine Fairbanks: Lots of beer