Childish Games - 3
Author: min7girl
Title:Childish Games - 3
Rating:PG-13
Pairing/s:Merlin/Arthur
Summary:Arthur wants Merlin to pay attention to him and stop looking at some dumb model.
Warnings:None
Prompt:Photo Prompt: hunk du jour
Author's Notes: this will be part of series. Might make more today or this week. All are ridiculously short.:)
"Why isn't it working?" Arthur all but bellowed into his cell. Things had gotten desperate enough that he needed validation and confirmation of things, but more importantly he needed someone to help him figure out how to attract a Merlin. Strange bird that he obviously was.
"First off brother dear I'm very proud that you finally figured out how much you love Merlin."
Love? "What? Who said anything about love? I want him to think I'm hot enough to be his stupid model."
Arthur could hear Morgana's troubled growl/sigh/snort thing. She did it often around Arthur and he never really knew if she planned on hitting him, hugging him, or laughing at him next. Sometimes she did all three. Luckily he was on the phone and thus safe from her affectionate violence. "Your brain is damaged, but since I love you I will point out two very important things before I hang up on you Arthur. Why does it mean so much that you're Merlin's model? And what were you wearing when women literarily threw their lacy pants at you in uni?" Click.
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"Oh God help me Gwen. He's out their in his footie kit. I can NOT leave my room or I'll hump his very bare legs. I'll do it Gwen. I swear."
His long time friend mumbled, "About time." in his ear before continuing. "Obviously he wants you Merlin. He's actively trying to sex you up."
"That's just it. He's not." It was a game that got out of hand. "He wants me to think he's sexy enough to be my model."
"Then tell him he is and be done with it."
"If I had the strength to stop it, I would have done it when he walked out in those slut jeans of his. I'm weak. I either end the game and get no more delicious Arthur eye candy, or I loose control and ruin our friendship by molesting him."
Gwen sighed. He almost felt the reassuring pat on his back at his troubles. That's right Gwen was always there for him in his times of need. "It wouldn't be like that if he consents and wants it to happen." She said right before a click.
His phone matter of factly confirmed the call had ended.
Title:Childish Games - 3
Rating:PG-13
Pairing/s:Merlin/Arthur
Summary:Arthur wants Merlin to pay attention to him and stop looking at some dumb model.
Warnings:None
Prompt:Photo Prompt: hunk du jour
Author's Notes: this will be part of series. Might make more today or this week. All are ridiculously short.:)
"Why isn't it working?" Arthur all but bellowed into his cell. Things had gotten desperate enough that he needed validation and confirmation of things, but more importantly he needed someone to help him figure out how to attract a Merlin. Strange bird that he obviously was.
"First off brother dear I'm very proud that you finally figured out how much you love Merlin."
Love? "What? Who said anything about love? I want him to think I'm hot enough to be his stupid model."
Arthur could hear Morgana's troubled growl/sigh/snort thing. She did it often around Arthur and he never really knew if she planned on hitting him, hugging him, or laughing at him next. Sometimes she did all three. Luckily he was on the phone and thus safe from her affectionate violence. "Your brain is damaged, but since I love you I will point out two very important things before I hang up on you Arthur. Why does it mean so much that you're Merlin's model? And what were you wearing when women literarily threw their lacy pants at you in uni?" Click.
___________
"Oh God help me Gwen. He's out their in his footie kit. I can NOT leave my room or I'll hump his very bare legs. I'll do it Gwen. I swear."
His long time friend mumbled, "About time." in his ear before continuing. "Obviously he wants you Merlin. He's actively trying to sex you up."
"That's just it. He's not." It was a game that got out of hand. "He wants me to think he's sexy enough to be my model."
"Then tell him he is and be done with it."
"If I had the strength to stop it, I would have done it when he walked out in those slut jeans of his. I'm weak. I either end the game and get no more delicious Arthur eye candy, or I loose control and ruin our friendship by molesting him."
Gwen sighed. He almost felt the reassuring pat on his back at his troubles. That's right Gwen was always there for him in his times of need. "It wouldn't be like that if he consents and wants it to happen." She said right before a click.
His phone matter of factly confirmed the call had ended.