A long way to go 10/16
Title: A long way to go 10/16
Author: bunnysworld
Rating: NC-17 (not in this part, but it’ll get there)
Pairing: Arthur/Merlin
Spoilers: No spoilers
Warnings: modern AU, with a hint of magic
Word Count: 15.800andafew
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, the boys aren’t mine. Just took them out to play a little. I give them back unharmed - if I have to. Own nothing, no copyright infringement intended.
Summary: Arthur thinks his life is over. And then he meets Merlin.
Thanks to the wonderful tambear13 for being my cheerleader through this and for the quick beta.
Notes Sorry that this one is bit short, I promise it'll get better :)
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9
Arthur’s ears were ringing. He’d spent the whole weekend planning a work-out for the children, reading up on what they could do at their age and how to make them have fun. He even got cookies for after the practice, but everything had gone downhill from the moment they were all out on the make-shift soccer field behind one of the houses.
In the beginning, they all sat in the grass in front of him, looking at him with large eyes. But as soon as a ball was involved, they turned into animals. There was kicking and shoving, hair-pulling and that cute little angel Sophia even bit one of the older kids. And they constantly yelled for him. Arthur here, Arthur there.
After an hour, Arthur dismissed them and slumped down on a bench. He couldn’t do this, he would go in and tell Percy and Merlin that that was it.
When he looked up, he saw Leon standing a few feet away.
“Does your leg hurt?” The boy tilted his head.
Arthur nodded. It wasn’t really true. All through his failed attempt of coaching, he didn’t even think of his leg which only meant that it couldn’t have hurt too badly. The slight pain had only come back after he’d send the kids off.
“Mine hurts too, sometimes.”
“Does it hurt when you play soccer?”
The boy nodded and his wild curls bopped around his head. “Sometimes. But I love playing too much, so I ignore it.”
Arthur just looked at the boy and then got up, trying not to lean too heavily onto his cane. “Why don’t you run inside?” He smiled. “There are cookies waiting.”
The boy’s eyes lit up and he quickly made his way back to the building while Arthur looked after him. Maybe this coaching thing wasn’t so bad after all.
On to part 11
Author: bunnysworld
Rating: NC-17 (not in this part, but it’ll get there)
Pairing: Arthur/Merlin
Spoilers: No spoilers
Warnings: modern AU, with a hint of magic
Word Count: 15.800andafew
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, the boys aren’t mine. Just took them out to play a little. I give them back unharmed - if I have to. Own nothing, no copyright infringement intended.
Summary: Arthur thinks his life is over. And then he meets Merlin.
Thanks to the wonderful tambear13 for being my cheerleader through this and for the quick beta.
Notes Sorry that this one is bit short, I promise it'll get better :)
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9
Arthur’s ears were ringing. He’d spent the whole weekend planning a work-out for the children, reading up on what they could do at their age and how to make them have fun. He even got cookies for after the practice, but everything had gone downhill from the moment they were all out on the make-shift soccer field behind one of the houses.
In the beginning, they all sat in the grass in front of him, looking at him with large eyes. But as soon as a ball was involved, they turned into animals. There was kicking and shoving, hair-pulling and that cute little angel Sophia even bit one of the older kids. And they constantly yelled for him. Arthur here, Arthur there.
After an hour, Arthur dismissed them and slumped down on a bench. He couldn’t do this, he would go in and tell Percy and Merlin that that was it.
When he looked up, he saw Leon standing a few feet away.
“Does your leg hurt?” The boy tilted his head.
Arthur nodded. It wasn’t really true. All through his failed attempt of coaching, he didn’t even think of his leg which only meant that it couldn’t have hurt too badly. The slight pain had only come back after he’d send the kids off.
“Mine hurts too, sometimes.”
“Does it hurt when you play soccer?”
The boy nodded and his wild curls bopped around his head. “Sometimes. But I love playing too much, so I ignore it.”
Arthur just looked at the boy and then got up, trying not to lean too heavily onto his cane. “Why don’t you run inside?” He smiled. “There are cookies waiting.”
The boy’s eyes lit up and he quickly made his way back to the building while Arthur looked after him. Maybe this coaching thing wasn’t so bad after all.
On to part 11