My missionaries in a foreign field

[torakowalski]

Hey, guys, remember when I used to write? Yeah, me too. That was fun. I'm stealing this meme from harborshore in the hope of getting the writing juices flowing again:

Give me two characters (bandom [Panic!, TYV, MCR], Merlin, DH4, NCIS, American Idol, and maybe HP*) and I'll tell you about them cuddling. Crossovers are also okay.

* wordsindreams, you can ask for Were

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[purelyironic]

How would Merlin/Arthur cuddling happen?

Thanks to your post, I spent the past minutes thinking about

1/2 (stupid wordcount!)

[torakowalski]

Dude, you should always be thinking about these things! And, if possible, you should be writing them. *wants*

I think Merlin/Arthur cuddling might happen like this:

It's late when they get back to Camelot. They haven't slept in nearly fifty hours and they're half-frozen which, Merlin decides, is why he doesn't notice that Arthur has followed him up to his room until he's half-undressed and longing for his bed.

"Arthur?" he asks.

Arthur has been staring blankly at… Merlin? Merlin's bed? Merlin's occasionally-stone dog currently snoring in the corner? but now he startles, blinking at Merlin through eyes that are less sharp than usual, heavy with exhaustion.

"These aren't my rooms," Arthur tells Merlin as if that's somehow Merlin's fault.

"No," Merlin agrees wearily. He fingers the sleeve of his tunic, which he's just taken off, wondering if Arthur is really going to be enough of a bastard to make Merlin put his clothes back on and follow Arthur across the castle to help Arthur get ready for his own bed

Re: 1/2 (stupid wordcount!)

[purelyironic]

Dude, you should always be thinking about these things! And, if possible, you should be writing them. *wants*

I don't think I could stop thinking about these guys. I would love to be able to write about them too, but I've never written in my life and it's probably better if I don't start :)

I think Merlin/Arthur cuddling might happen like this:

Oh, this is just perfect! You can feel Merlin's bone deep exhaustion with every one of his thoughts. And Arthur being practical about staying in Merlin's bed for the night. And of course he wouldn't make Merlin sleep on the floor! That would prevent him from sneakily cuddling up to him :)

Merlin's occasionally-stone dog currently snoring in the corner?

I love this small detail: I can see the statue standing in the corner of Merlin's room and I can't keep from smiling thinking about it being alive from time to time.. ;)

Arthur's fingers are tracing the shape of Merlin's spine as though he's curious about how Merlin is put together.This line gives me goosebumps every time I read it. *

2/2

[torakowalski]

"Right." Merlin can't control his grin. "Of course." He moves around to the other side of his bed and squirms his way under the blanket into the space not occupied by Arthur. There's very little of it and he twists, trying to get comfortable without elbowing Arthur in the side.

He moves his foot back and feels it connect with Arthur's knee, not quite a kick because it was cushioned by three layers of blankets.

"Stop moving," Arthur says tightly, "I need that kneecap."

"It's my bed," Merlin complains but he tries to keep still, mostly because he's too tired to argue.

A few minutes later, Arthur huffs as if Merlin's still moving, which he demonstratively isn't, and kicks his way under the blankets. "Roll over," he says

RE: 2/2

[ext_3070519]

Nicely done, and beautifully ended.