"Talking on the phone" - Merlin/Arthur
Title: Talking On The Phone
Author:
digthewriter
Rating: R
Pairing/s: Merlin/Arthur
Warnings: Mention of sex. Modern AU. SO MUCH FLUFF.
Word Count: 1000
Prompt: "Unpredictable" for
camelot_drabble.
Author's Notes: Part 13 of the "A Secret Admirer?" Story. Unbetaed. It's like the thing that won't end.
Summary: Arthur and Merlin get to know each other more, and Arthur is becoming very good at flirting.
Trying to date someone who had an unpredictable schedule was a first for Arthur. Usually, the men he'd dated before Owen had simple office jobs and they were free for dinner on Fridays, and ready to go to the pub on Saturdays.
Merlin, though, seemed busy all the time.
Their Monday night date had been switched to Tuesday lunch. Which was okay, Arthur thought, it gave them more of a chance to get to know one another than find a darken corner to snog in. His hands always itched to pull Merlin closer, but as they sat at the restaurant across from one another, they actually talked.
Percy and Merlin had been friends for a very long time, and it seemed, he was the reason Gwaine had been introduced to their little group. Merlin was apparently quite the matchmaker.
"Then why don't you have a boyfriend?" Arthur asked once they'd paid the bill-Merlin had insisted on paying-and walked back to the library at the University where Merlin worked.
Merlin sounded nervous when he said: "I don't date. I don't want to divide up my time more than it needs to…" When Arthur raised an eyebrow at that, Merlin added, "Well, I used to feel that way. Maybe I just never met the right bloke, and if I did, he was…" Merlin trailed off.
"Dating a wanker named Owen?"
Merlin nodded. "Precisely."
They were out in the open in the garden in front of the library. No matter how much Arthur wanted to pull Merlin in close to him and kiss him, he also was quite aware he was at Merlin's job and he wasn't going to do such a thing.
"So…uh…" He shook his head and then ran his fingers through his hair. "Have a nice day?"
Merlin laughed. Genuinely laughed and Arthur couldn't help but grin right back at him.
"Will you call me later?" Arthur asked softly, realising, he wanted Merlin to say yes.
"It won't be until really late," Merlin said, "if that's okay. I've got some errands to run after work and-"
"Yeah. That's fine," Arthur said, pulling on Merlin's hand for a second and then letting go. "Even if it's very very late. I'll wake up." He hoped he didn't sound totally desperate.
Merlin opened his mouth to say something but a student walked by and said hello to him. It was almost as if they'd forgotten where they were for a second and were jolted back into reality.
"I'll see you," Arthur said and then walked away because he really wanted to fucking kiss Merlin, and it was really tempting to do so in front of everyone.
**
It was quarter to eleven when Arthur's mobile rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey, it's Merlin."
Arthur chuckled. "Yes, I have your number saved, Merlin."
"I know… just…" He trailed off for a second. "Nervous, is all."
"Why? We're talking on the phone? We've done a lot more than that."
"I know," Merlin said, "But-"
"We're starting fresh. Or something," said Arthur.
"So how was your day?"
"Boring. Yours?"
"Fine. Were you sleeping?"
"No."
"Are you in bed?" Merlin asked tentatively.
"Yes…" Arthur drawled. "Naked and everything."
He heard Merlin cough on the other side. "Are you serious?"
"Well, no. I'm wearing trousers."
"But you're shirtless."
"Yes," Arthur said, making sure to sound entertained.
"You're evil."
"Why am I evil?" Arthur laughed. "If I told you I knew you were going to call and I wasn't sure if things were going to get all hot and heavy-and that's why I needed to make sure I wasn't wearing a lot of clothes then-"
"Arthur."
"Merlin."
"I hate you," Merlin said without any conviction.
"No, you don't."
"Phone sex wasn't part of the deal of our friendship."
"Who said anything about phone sex, Merlin? It's not my fault your mind's filthy."
"What if I told you I'm naked, too?"
Arthur cleared his throat and sat up straight. "Fully naked?"
"Maybe." It was incredible how he'd turned the tables again. He always did this to Arthur, whenever Arthur thought he had the upper hand, Merlin would make Arthur get down on his knees.
"You know what I liked?"
"What's that?" Merlin's voice was husky all of a sudden and there was a rustling sound as if he was moving his sheets or blankets or something.
"That mole you have on your right hip. I'd gotten to kiss it once."
"You…you remember that?" Merlin asked, almost whispering, as if now they were sharing secrets.
"Of course. I remember every part of your body I had the pleasure of touching."
Arthur wasn't sure but he thought he heard Merlin groan on the other side.
"Are you okay?"
"You're too much for me, Arthur. Sometimes, too much. So unpredictable."
"I'm sorry," Arthur said genuinely. "This isn't why I wanted you to call me. I wanted to talk to you, tell you I wanted to kiss you outside the library today, and maybe we could go out again sometime."
"I'd like that."
"Just let me know when you're free."
"I will."
They said their goodbyes and Arthur settled into his bed wishing Merlin was there next to him. He didn't get to dwell on it much because his mobile chimed this time with a text message. It was from Merlin.
Merlin: I wanted to hear more about what you remember about my body.
Arthur: Oh yeah?
Merlin: I'm crazy.
Arthur: No, you're not.
Merlin: Is it crazy I was open to the idea of phone sex?
Arthur laughed. He was open to the idea of it also.
Arthur: You're just going to have to wait and next time I can whisper in your ear the things I remember.
Merlin: You want to know what else is crazy?
Arthur: Sure.
Merlin: I'm really glad you know the difference between your and you're and don't text UR.
Arthur nearly jumped off the bed as he laughed so hard.
Arthur: Like a true librarian…
Merlin: Good night.
Arthur: Good night.
This entry was originally posted at https://digthewriter.dreamwidth.org/543671.html. Please comment anywhere you'd like. Thanks for reading
Author:
digthewriter
Rating: R
Pairing/s: Merlin/Arthur
Warnings: Mention of sex. Modern AU. SO MUCH FLUFF.
Word Count: 1000
Prompt: "Unpredictable" for
camelot_drabble.
Author's Notes: Part 13 of the "A Secret Admirer?" Story. Unbetaed. It's like the thing that won't end.
Summary: Arthur and Merlin get to know each other more, and Arthur is becoming very good at flirting.
Trying to date someone who had an unpredictable schedule was a first for Arthur. Usually, the men he'd dated before Owen had simple office jobs and they were free for dinner on Fridays, and ready to go to the pub on Saturdays.
Merlin, though, seemed busy all the time.
Their Monday night date had been switched to Tuesday lunch. Which was okay, Arthur thought, it gave them more of a chance to get to know one another than find a darken corner to snog in. His hands always itched to pull Merlin closer, but as they sat at the restaurant across from one another, they actually talked.
Percy and Merlin had been friends for a very long time, and it seemed, he was the reason Gwaine had been introduced to their little group. Merlin was apparently quite the matchmaker.
"Then why don't you have a boyfriend?" Arthur asked once they'd paid the bill-Merlin had insisted on paying-and walked back to the library at the University where Merlin worked.
Merlin sounded nervous when he said: "I don't date. I don't want to divide up my time more than it needs to…" When Arthur raised an eyebrow at that, Merlin added, "Well, I used to feel that way. Maybe I just never met the right bloke, and if I did, he was…" Merlin trailed off.
"Dating a wanker named Owen?"
Merlin nodded. "Precisely."
They were out in the open in the garden in front of the library. No matter how much Arthur wanted to pull Merlin in close to him and kiss him, he also was quite aware he was at Merlin's job and he wasn't going to do such a thing.
"So…uh…" He shook his head and then ran his fingers through his hair. "Have a nice day?"
Merlin laughed. Genuinely laughed and Arthur couldn't help but grin right back at him.
"Will you call me later?" Arthur asked softly, realising, he wanted Merlin to say yes.
"It won't be until really late," Merlin said, "if that's okay. I've got some errands to run after work and-"
"Yeah. That's fine," Arthur said, pulling on Merlin's hand for a second and then letting go. "Even if it's very very late. I'll wake up." He hoped he didn't sound totally desperate.
Merlin opened his mouth to say something but a student walked by and said hello to him. It was almost as if they'd forgotten where they were for a second and were jolted back into reality.
"I'll see you," Arthur said and then walked away because he really wanted to fucking kiss Merlin, and it was really tempting to do so in front of everyone.
**
It was quarter to eleven when Arthur's mobile rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey, it's Merlin."
Arthur chuckled. "Yes, I have your number saved, Merlin."
"I know… just…" He trailed off for a second. "Nervous, is all."
"Why? We're talking on the phone? We've done a lot more than that."
"I know," Merlin said, "But-"
"We're starting fresh. Or something," said Arthur.
"So how was your day?"
"Boring. Yours?"
"Fine. Were you sleeping?"
"No."
"Are you in bed?" Merlin asked tentatively.
"Yes…" Arthur drawled. "Naked and everything."
He heard Merlin cough on the other side. "Are you serious?"
"Well, no. I'm wearing trousers."
"But you're shirtless."
"Yes," Arthur said, making sure to sound entertained.
"You're evil."
"Why am I evil?" Arthur laughed. "If I told you I knew you were going to call and I wasn't sure if things were going to get all hot and heavy-and that's why I needed to make sure I wasn't wearing a lot of clothes then-"
"Arthur."
"Merlin."
"I hate you," Merlin said without any conviction.
"No, you don't."
"Phone sex wasn't part of the deal of our friendship."
"Who said anything about phone sex, Merlin? It's not my fault your mind's filthy."
"What if I told you I'm naked, too?"
Arthur cleared his throat and sat up straight. "Fully naked?"
"Maybe." It was incredible how he'd turned the tables again. He always did this to Arthur, whenever Arthur thought he had the upper hand, Merlin would make Arthur get down on his knees.
"You know what I liked?"
"What's that?" Merlin's voice was husky all of a sudden and there was a rustling sound as if he was moving his sheets or blankets or something.
"That mole you have on your right hip. I'd gotten to kiss it once."
"You…you remember that?" Merlin asked, almost whispering, as if now they were sharing secrets.
"Of course. I remember every part of your body I had the pleasure of touching."
Arthur wasn't sure but he thought he heard Merlin groan on the other side.
"Are you okay?"
"You're too much for me, Arthur. Sometimes, too much. So unpredictable."
"I'm sorry," Arthur said genuinely. "This isn't why I wanted you to call me. I wanted to talk to you, tell you I wanted to kiss you outside the library today, and maybe we could go out again sometime."
"I'd like that."
"Just let me know when you're free."
"I will."
They said their goodbyes and Arthur settled into his bed wishing Merlin was there next to him. He didn't get to dwell on it much because his mobile chimed this time with a text message. It was from Merlin.
Merlin: I wanted to hear more about what you remember about my body.
Arthur: Oh yeah?
Merlin: I'm crazy.
Arthur: No, you're not.
Merlin: Is it crazy I was open to the idea of phone sex?
Arthur laughed. He was open to the idea of it also.
Arthur: You're just going to have to wait and next time I can whisper in your ear the things I remember.
Merlin: You want to know what else is crazy?
Arthur: Sure.
Merlin: I'm really glad you know the difference between your and you're and don't text UR.
Arthur nearly jumped off the bed as he laughed so hard.
Arthur: Like a true librarian…
Merlin: Good night.
Arthur: Good night.
This entry was originally posted at https://digthewriter.dreamwidth.org/543671.html. Please comment anywhere you'd like. Thanks for reading