A Less-Than-Mystical Evening (Merlin/Arthur, PG, 100 words)
"When you said 'a mystical evening on the beach,' this was not what I expected."
Arthur toed the scarf-sized blanket.
"But Arthur-"
"No buts!" Arthur pointed his finger at his boyfriend. "I'm missing football on telly for this; there should at least be a bottle of wine."
"We can cuddle for warmth?" Merlin suggested hopefully.
"As skinny as your arse is, Merlin, I don't think both of us can fit onto that handkerchief you call a blanket."
Merlin sighed. The blanket promptly transformed into a familiar beaten red couch.
"Better?"
Pulling Merlin close to his side, Arthur smiled. "Much."
Answers merlin100's mystical prompt & writing_game's diss prompt
A/N: OHAI I'm writing Merlin again \o/
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Arthur toed the scarf-sized blanket.
"But Arthur-"
"No buts!" Arthur pointed his finger at his boyfriend. "I'm missing football on telly for this; there should at least be a bottle of wine."
"We can cuddle for warmth?" Merlin suggested hopefully.
"As skinny as your arse is, Merlin, I don't think both of us can fit onto that handkerchief you call a blanket."
Merlin sighed. The blanket promptly transformed into a familiar beaten red couch.
"Better?"
Pulling Merlin close to his side, Arthur smiled. "Much."
Answers merlin100's mystical prompt & writing_game's diss prompt
A/N: OHAI I'm writing Merlin again \o/
[ LJ | IJ | DW ]