Kink Me! #4
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It doesn't seem like any time at all until it's the last day of term, and they're heading out of the school gate with Morgana, Elena and a couple of their friends. Arthur is dreading the holidays; he still doesn't see Merlin much at school, but he's grown used to him being there. It's only now, that it's about to be taken away, that he realises exactly how much his presence has come to mean to him.
'What are you doing for New Years?' Arthur asks, as they fall back, momentarily, from the others.
'Nothing, probably,' Merlin says, and they walk along side by side, elbows almost touching. 'What about you?'
Elena who is, Arthur always thinks, much more stable on a horse, leans back and nearly goes flying in her effort to join their conversation. 'Why don't you come to the village hall with us, if you've got nothing better to do?' she says, slipping between him and Merlin, and linking arms with both of them. 'It's not the most exciting thing in the world, but Arthur gets to take me every year.'
'Elena's your date?' Merlin asks, ( ... )
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Afterwards, when they're leaning into one another, still breathing rapidly, Arthur looks at Merlin and smiles, and wishes he knew how to stretch this moment out indefinitely.
Merlin smiles back at him, genuine but cautious. It's the smile he uses when he thinks that Arthur might have pushed himself too far in one direction, and he's worried that he might be freaking out about it. When Arthur looks down at his hands, sticky, and goes cold as he remembers that they've both just come all over his father's sofa, he realises that Merlin probably has a point ( ... )
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Brilliant update, anon! I am in serious kind of love with this and can't wait for more! Everytime I see an update in my inbox I get the biggest smile on my face :D
The goodbye was so sweet and the glimpse of hope for the future made me really happy. Worried about Uther's reaction now and hope that everything doesn't completely fall apart.
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It's all so beautifully written, Anon. You have my heart breaking for these boys. I can't wait to see what happens next.
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He tries to talk to Uther, to make him understand what there is between him and Merlin. He hopes, with the stupid, ill-fated optimism that comes with the territory, that that alone will be enough. At the back of his mind, he knows it's pointless trying to explain or negotiate, but even panic stricken and desperate, he has to give it a try.
Uther waits until Arthur's finished before he looks at him, indifferent and disinterested, as if he's glancing over a stranger. He picks Arthur's phone up from the bedside table, tells him to get dressed, and leaves the room, locking the door behind him.
The next day, Uther is back in his room at dawn, and though he might not have slept a wink himself, Arthur's chest tightens at the sight of him. His father looks terrible, his eyes bloodshot and haunted, as if he hasn't slept for days.
Uther gives him a choice: he can either attend an intensive counselling programme that will help him make, as his father puts it, the right choices, or he can stay, and he'll make sure that Merlin and his mother ( ... )
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'Have I got my boy back?' Uther asks, tears in his eyes, when he meets Arthur off the plane. 'Have you beaten this thing?'
Arthur nods. He tries a watery smile. He even thanks Uther for helping him. The words come easily. There's no reason they shouldn't, because now, regardless of what his preferences might be, it doesn't matter because Merlin isn't there.
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From then on, Uther watches Arthur even more intently. He checks his phone, his browsing history, every letter or postcard. Friends are screened though, ironically, girls are actively encouraged. I'm eighteen years old, Arthur thinks, as Uther tips out the contents of his backpack after school, looking to see if the books he's checked out of the library meet his strict, undisclosed criteria ( ... )
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The villagers don't warm to the new GP. Arthur's asked around, trying to find out more about the circumstances of Gaius' leaving, but no one seems to know any more than what Uther has already told him and, after a while, Arthur begins to believe that his father had nothing to do with it. It's a small comfort, but a comfort nonetheless, that despite everything he has done, Uther hasn't lied to him.
It all changes when he overhears a late night conversation. Arthur's already in bed, but he wakes in the small hours of the morning and needs a glass of water. As he walks out onto the landing, he stops at the top of the stairs and hears his father's voice drift up.
'The doctor you recommended is working out very well,' he hears his father say.
'Unfortunately, he has yet to gain all the villagers' trust,' comes the reply. Reverend Aredian. 'Though he information he has given us has been useful. Some of the younger ones will need closer watching. Perhaps Arthur could be persuaded to befriend a few of them; it's about time he showed a ( ... )
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Poor Arthur ;_; I'm feeling so sorry for him.
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It's just over a year before Arthur sees Merlin again.
In the months preceding, Uther finally decides to up his game. He picks a few of his most vocal allies at church, and starts with small protests and leafleting, offering, he says, with a meaningful look at Arthur, a Christian alternative to deviant lifestyles. It's mainly Pride events he's singling out, with a few businesses and charities whose principles don't fit with his thrown in for good measure ( ... )
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