Title: Let's pretend we're in love
Fandom: Merlin
Paringa : Merlin / Arthur, Arthur /
Rating: NC-17 (R for this chapter)
Disclaimer: I do not belong Merlin, Arthur is not mine, it belongs to me everything that makes them surround it.
Summary: Arthur has fallen in love. Merlin can not really be happy.
Notes: Thanks in all languages in the world mystofthestars , that was the beta so fantastic and in record time, and it was so nice to report me a lot of repetitions and missing commas.
This story is slash . Men with men, yes.
first chapter - the first part.
'Not sure I Understand this role I've been given'
"You're getting too confident."
"It 's not your fault that you allow me, Sire. "
Arthur dodged another lunge with the grace of someone who has seen worse, Merlin at the moment could mention two or three, but smiled at the rider who had stopped panting.
"Why is it always my fault, Lucan? And so do not stop in the middle of a duel. "
took only a little with the sword, nothing like the strikes that touched on whether Merlin was found distracted or tired.
Lucan looked up and smiled as if he had never been able to ask better than to be there with the sun caressed the fields of Camelot and a prince ready to battle.
"And I thought he was training with friends, Your Majesty."
Arthur's eyes he's burning when Morgan put the red dress and the joy of honest when his father congratulated . "It is" said, still smiling, obviously lying, "It is.."
And Merlin, who had already guessed, he could no longer deny.
Prince Arthur was in love.
Arthur's cup was empty. Again. Merlin sighed over its continuing woes.
"Do not sigh, makes you look disrespectful. Wait, I said look like? "
Merlin had to bite my lip not to sigh again, and it did not work at all.
"I heard you."
"Why His hearing is perfect, Sire. "
Again the light swinging in the room, illuminating the face of Uther committed umpteenth speech on the value and importance of the Code of Camelot. The only satisfaction, Arthur was probably more boring than he.
"The Cup" Gwen whispered in his ear.
"If you continue to drink so soon I'll have to pick it up from the ground."
Gwen motioned for him to lower his voice, but could not suppress a smile "I can not blame him. We had three banquets in the last three days.
Arthur turned just glared at him "I hear you." whispered menacingly. Gwen
respectfully lowered his eyes moving to the side of Morgana, Merlin and he just shrugged his shoulders by way 'of apology.
"- and so I invite you to celebrate the return of a knight of the most courageous, brave, wise and valuable to the kingdom."
Merlin looked up, surprised by a lot of enthusiasm in the words of the King . That knight was Sir Gailinus, an old comrade of Uther returned from South that once was a legend and made headlines with his sword, or so he told Gaius, but now is rather anonymous and only showed the fat body of one who was snappy but it had left to go to wine and banquets.
"And his son, who will have the honor to spend time at Camelot of his training. Hail to thee, Sir Lucan. "
by the turn of the lips of Arthur (which only Merlin could decipher) the prince was not only informed of the decision of his father, but he was not particularly happy.
really thought Merlin, Arthur should limit its delusions of leadership. This Lucan seemed nice, a nice open smile on his face darkened by the sun most definitely beat South and a basket of curly inherited from the father who spoke out about how little he cared appearance. What a life unjust, even Merlin mattered little of her hair, but it is much more noticeable . The room
drank the two newcomers and Merlin came back to fill a glass of Arthur.
"They are not my business. But you are drinking too much. Sire. "
Arthur made a gesture with his hand rough" You talk too much. Servant. "
Merlin sighed.
"And I do not water down the wine more hoping that I do not know it."
Sir Lucan chose that moment to burst into a loud laugh and open. Arthur winced. "Here's another one as Valiant."
"Another live with snakes on the shield?" Arthur
not deigned to reply. "I'd like to know what the Knights Camelot." Muttered thoughtfully.
"Well, at least this does not beat you."
"Yeah, right. More wine, Merlin. In silence. "
Merlin closed his mouth with a grin and took the cup, with a sigh.
"What did I tell you? Since only five minutes to acclimatise and then here we are. I wish I had the honor to challenge it in the tournament, if your height allows it to play a little 'entertainment for the court ... "
Merlin passed to dissolve the red coat of Arthur, the more complicated motion usually given the intoxication of the prince. "As if I was sorry." She commented quietly.
Arthur looked up at him, and really, with those big eyes and excited could not deny that the prospect of a duel him amused. Merlin smiled again as he could not hide his enthusiasm for things as stupid as a friendly duel
"I will fight, Merlin. So strong that it will go crying to Morgana. "
" Be still. "Merlin sighed with fatigue trying to undo the last nodes" Why should go to Morgan? "Arthur seemed taken
counterattack. He tried to resist for a while, but then the alcohol got the better of him and his eyes clouded managing to make it look even more scattered.
"Everyone likes Morgana."
Merlin suppressed another smile finally managing to break the tape "And for all you mean?"
Arthur began to list helps with your fingers, "My father. Gaius. All my knights. All the guards. The prison guards. The sentries. The peasants. Gwen. "
" I do not think Gwen likes Morgana that way ... "The prince
dismissed with a look full of pity" course. Where was I? Geoffrey. "He stumbled a bit 'on the consonants" advisers. Craftsmen. You. "
Merlin was not sure that Morgan really liked. If you think about it, he wanted to Gaius that much more comfortable to her. But this reasoning led him in a bit 'too complicated, so let it go.
"And you do not have you added?"
Sometimes drunken Arthur became pensive and generally Merlin was not a joke, because the conversation would always end up sad moans and invectives against himself, which made something tighten inside him, something that Merlin did not even know you had. This time, however, the discussion quickly gave fruits understandable.
"I do not think I like it that way." He paused for a moment "Merlin. That knight. I think we beat him, Merlin. "
" Certainly, Sire. "
" I'll make him bite the dust. "
" Obviously. "
" Sire. "
" - Sire .
A Merlin secretly liked those moments. He liked to feel the weight of Arthur tired and almost unconscious when it took him to the bed, he liked the anger and the enthusiasm is not retained and the living force that puts us when they had to play a role. It gave him the idea that with him at his side would really have become a great king. It gave him the idea that talking to two girls and knights and they could also share something so embarrassing as a drunk ... well, gave him an idea that could be regarded as friends.
And Merlin when he could not imagine a different future.
The great king sitting on his bed staring at him, the royal frown.
"What?"
"boots."
Right. Merlin bent down to unfasten and Arthur dropped his torso on the bed.
"In my opinion it is not so bad." Merlin murmured without paying much attention "to the law of averages should be good, right? There was Valiant, bad singer, bad doctor, bad, Lancelot, good, who else? - Arthur? Sire? "
But now Arthur was snoring soundly.
Lucan's armor glistened in the midday sun as they sheltered from the blows of the sword of Arthur.
Lady Morgana is praying that the Prince Arthur lost. Without getting very bad. "
Merlin shook his head" If I lose I get home in the woods and it's up to Lady Morgana bear. Not to mention the poor Sir Lucan. "
Gwen looked for a moment the two knights. "It 's amazing, but his armor is almost more beautiful than that of Arthur. More balanced and elegant. "
Merlin smiled at her rapt" And he is not bad, eh? Another fine gentleman just arrived from a distant kingdom. It 's a shame that has already armor, or you would have had to take measures. "
Gwen blushed. "Stupid. Watch the duel instead of the nice. "
Arthur, incredible to say, underwent two sets of shots before he could turn the tide and force the opponent to retreat. With a final violent blow made him lose his balance and Merlin rejoiced.
Even Gwen smiled "Nothing Ealdor escape to."
Arthur was actually more ecstatic than happy. The usual grimace of superiority after the duel is now decomposed into smiles victorious.
"You have done a great fight." Merlin said with sincerity by stripping the armor.
The boy's smile widened for a moment, "Not bad." Granted with feigned indifference. "I expected worse."
His hair was sweaty and squashed from the helmet and a bruise that was starting to form on the cheekbone. Merlin refrained from touch him, Arthur noticed it and smiled slightly "so ugly?"
"You should go to Gaius to give you an ointment" proposed Merlin "Your skin is so sensitive that the bruise will be purple in a flash. "
" Delicate "Arthur clenched his teeth to the indignity suffered.
"You do not have a bad skin. Really. I'm just saying - "
" Me and my sensitive skin will get back to you as soon as possible and your skin as a peasant in the stocks. "
" I do not have the skin of a peasant! "Merlin touched cheek to check that it was still smooth "I do not know what a skin as a peasant."
Arthur raised an eyebrow, "And 'pale. It pulled on his cheekbones. "
Merlin felt that they should immediately stop the conversation and a little more stupid regal as ever, but a challenge was launched and continued stubbornly" Your skin is softer and remain bruising more easily. In my house - "
" Among the peasants - "
" - is called to have sensitive skin. "
" Listen to me, Merlin. "Merlin said forward to the real rose threatening finger at him. "I am the prince" conveyed Arthur "Everything in me is strong. Mighty. Valiant. Do not ever describe anything related to my person as delicate, or the shame will be a pleasant memory in comparison to what you will. E 'right? "
Merlin was about to nod with conviction, but an unknown voice chimed in his defense.
"I'm sure he meant no disrespect, your Highness." Merlin looked up in time to see Lucan who entered the room, getting his helmet and revealing expression worried "He just made a mistake. Please do not consider - "
Arthur's eyes dart about what Merlin only knew how fun. "We are offering to take his place, Knight?" Lucan
a moment she bit chapped lips, ran his eyes from the prince, frowning at Merlin, who played the worthy poor servant, and nodded "I do not like that the servants are punished at all, Your Majesty. "
" now discredited my opinion? "
" No, Your Majesty, "He hastened to clarify Lucan" But perhaps you've just finished the duel did take. Good duel, among other things, there may have a little 'shaken and now the excitement makes you say things you do not expect against a poor servant. "
Eyebrow Arthur arrived almost all'attaccatura of hair. "Not bad. In three lines you could give me dell'inetto, Sissy and the tyrant. Merlin, you should take a leaf. "
Merlin does not pay much attention, was too busy to find that her smile Arthur, that between amused and offended, could be freely addressed to others.
Knight seemed taken aback for a moment "Merlin?"
"My servant here present. He called me stupid once. "
In accordance with the sword of Lucan was pulled and pointed at the throat of Merlin" How did you leave! You will pay the face with his life, "
Since Arthur seemed amused and not at all willing to intervene, Merlin was forced to take a few steps back to avoid the blade. "No - wait - lowered his sword, Sir Lucan - risks to hurt someone. "He shot a look of reproach to Arthur," You've quite enjoyed it, Sire , please tell him to put down the sword. "
Arthur shook his head disappointed" that no You do not deserve you, Merlin. Put it back in its sheath, knight, I noticed that you know quite well and I would not use that poor servant here is hurt. "
expression of Lucan was obvious that he could not understand how anyone could be stupid enough to give orders to the prince. He was a kind of look that Merlin knew well.
"Great duel really" Merlin then offered as Lucan finally remitted your sword "since it was started Lancelot had not seen a fight like that."
Lucan absently scratched his head without taking his eyes off Arthur, confused and embarrassed by situation. "... Thanks Merlin. I am happy to be a worthy opponent of his Majesty. And anyway, what was said before ... "
" Nothing, nothing. You are forgiven, and Merlin is right, it was actually a good battle. Now go take off the armor you too, we will have time to talk to banquet tonight. "
Merlin traveled once again the room with his eyes, only to find exactly where Arthur had left him in a corner with a glass in one hand and the forearm of the other tight Sir Lucan .
"does not seem to need you to fill a glass. Sir Lucan offered him at least six rounds. "
Merlin averted his eyes to meet those sharp and full of disapproval of Morgana.
"I've counted five, my Lady."
"One more, one less. What do you think of the new knight, Merlin? My expectations have been destroyed, Arthur managed to beat him too. "
Merlin mused. Did not want to say much about the whole situation, but on the other hand she had been rude to ask and was silent.
"It seems that Arthur enjoy it."
Morgana nodded "So it seems. ... And I think that is good. Having a friend. "
Merlin failed to nod.
A friend? Arthur had already. He was full of friends. He and Gaius Morgana and ... him. She had him.
"Arthur has not linked a lot with his knights ..." more Morgana "You trust them, respect them, but not proof of real affection." He nodded again to the two on the other side of the room "It seems pretty impressed, is not it? I did not see so amused by much. "
A Merlin appeared spontaneously to mind the dozens of times he had seen laughing exactly like Arthur, with his head back and squinting for something I said or did. He remained silent.
"Except when he's with you, sure." Morgan added, when observed closely with those eyes so blue. Every now and Merlin had the impression that if anyone would have guessed his secret, was Morgan, and had only to look at him to make him confess everything. Merlin
cleared his throat, "We are not - just - I do not think ..."
Morgana smiled. "I think Gwen standing too close to hurt the property of language."
"Mh, 'said Merlin.
"Besides, I do not know why I am convinced that this should be Lucan. It does not seem better than the other riders. "
'But it seems better than me '. "He fights well." Merlin said slowly, "better than others. E 'of good character, it seems ... "Morgan pointed out to him to continue without interference. "... Okay."
concluded, and then looked away and laughed it was Arthur.
"It's news to reverse the situation stable, Merlin. Maybe the rider succeeds in the enterprise. "He concluded after a moment of silence Morgana with a smile, leaving him without really understanding what they were talking about. Then she went
to greet guests, and Merlin ran across the room, to remove the glass from the iron grip of the seventh Arthur. Just
Merlin pulled back the heavy curtains, the sunlight flooded the room, forcing him to squint their eyes for a moment.
bothered by Arthur groaned under the canopy of the bed, twisting and hiding her blond head under the pillow.
"I'm already seven o'clock."
"Mhh ..."
"You made me get up at six to wake up, Arthur."
came from under the pillow a grumble too similar to the word 'Lord'. Merlin smiled condescendingly. "Sire. Now get up, or you will be late to whatever it is so important at this crappy in the morning. "
Arthur looked up with eyes still half closed and the sign of the cushion on the cheek. "Merlin" he said, his voice hoarse and slurred to sleep "There's nothing more annoying than your voice in the morning."
Merlin shrugged "So maybe I should not wake me. You'll have to call someone else to wake up at six. Oh, no. "
" The sarcasm you fail, "Arthur muttered with a grin angry ruffling his hair flattened by the night" How many, many other things. "
" Just keep telling myself. Now get up so I can go back to sleep. "
" Absolutely not. Prepare the bathroom and the clothes and lucidami hunting bow and boots. It washes the clothes of last night, someone has vomited on us. "
" You, probably. "Merlin commented glancing at last night's tunic left in a dark corner.
Arthur was finally able to stand up, "Maybe." Granted "However, clean. And take some food from the kitchen that I can bring back, we're not going to go to lunch. "
Merlin sighed, but quite heartened to think that Arthur without his feet he could finish everything in ten minutes. "Who are you going?"
"With Sir Lucan. The bathroom, Merlin. "
Merlin blinked. "We've talked a lot yesterday. As you think? Did you enjoy? E ' like Lancelot? "
" Why should he? "Churches Arthur confused by the curiosity of his servant," It 's something else entirely. For a start it is really noble. "
" Lancelot was noble soul. "Merlin protested.
"Okay, but so is Lucan on paper. But fighting in a similar way, yes, and they even mention something like ... I can not say "He thought," Maybe the desire to Lucan is certainly something to prove ... more confident, but the same impetus, the same - But why all these questions, Merlin? "She stared at him a few steps closer inquisitorial" I sent someone? E 'Morgan, is not it? You have been sent to gather information. Mh. And so to Morgana like the new knight. "
" No! "He hastened to point out Merlin, fearing the wrath of Morgana Arthur if he had taken for a ride" for nothing. "
Arthur appeared unconvinced "Guinevere, then. It 'was very noble of you do this to her favor. I'm sorry, Merlin, will be destroyed. "He seemed more amused than upset.
"I do not like Gwen. It was not her. Nobody asked me anything! "
Arthur opened his eyes by a step back and looking at him as if in front of him suddenly there was another Merlin. "It's not like you ?"
Never, not even in his wildest dreams, Merlin could have imagined such a conversation. He felt blush to the tips of his ears and refused to make eye contact with Arthur.
"Of course I do not like. I was just curious. Last night I saw you so amused in his company, I was curious to find out what it is. That's it. If you do not agree to talk about it, I'll go to prepare a bath. "
Arthur pondered options with his head tilted to one side, then sighed.
"E '... nice. Good company. Do not flatter me like half the other and not trying to make a good impression extolling his exploits as the other half is quiet. Then you saw him fight, I'm glad it came, if it means fighting like every day. It seems ... I do not know, I feel I can trust. It seems sincere. "
" Mh. "Merlin said, feeling that something fundamental was slipping through the fingers she could do nothing. "I'm going to heat the water."
"And do not be a worry for tonight, Merlin. I do not think will attend the banquet. "
Merlin did not even bother to make breakfast the next day, seeing that Arthur had already gone out of his own initiative, or to serve in the evening for dinner, since he was a guest of his new friend. Arthur was not worried when he had to duel with a stranger, he was just told by others to clean the armature, or when he went out to hunt a second time, he was not even informed.
The third time Merlin had found in the stables without even knowing why, ready with his bag. Arthur smiled at him without paying attention, he saddled his horse and waited for Lucan was ready.
Then they left.
Merlin waited all day in Arthur's room, turning on and off the fire out of bed with its magic. When the door finally opened Arthur Merlin had heated the water for the bathroom, she had tidied up his clothes and was ready to help them change.
smiled, because Arthur had the red cheeks of those who have ridden for hours and was laughing heartily. Then Lucan appeared behind him with a chessboard under his arm, and Merlin was dismissed without a glance.
And even that did not matter.
not matter if it was not to remove or clean clothes or boots remake beds or heat or clean water or light fires armor. Time with Arthur simply was not only that. He missed the comments and the irony, the constant bickering, jokes and laughter filled and open Arthur. Their size.
Arthur probably had not even noticed what was missing.
Instead, the duels with Lucan were not every day, but a yes a no. And the conversation in a friendship became so frequent that even the king was pleased with the purchase of a new court that Arthur so much fun.
In fact, the prince lost no opportunity to get alongside the new rider, it was a banquet, a hunting or training, if kept close and ended after a few minutes to rule the world around them.
Gwen, beautiful soul, he thought it was wonderful that sudden burst of friendship, and smiled often plagued by spontaneous laughter and lightning that struck Arthur at inopportune moments.
Morgana was more pragmatic and occasionally indulged in expressions of annoyance when the two decided to skip the ceremonies to go to training in the woods or when challenged to a race of wine, but did not think anything bad of Sir Lucan and Arthur was secretly glad that it was so peaceful.
Uther could not appreciate that in his ascent to the throne Prince had found such a faithful ally (and certainly no one had seen him look or speak with Arthur Lucan could never doubt it) and if his advisers are worried about the subtle game of alliances at court, he closed more willingly eye.
"I do not think it's a bad thing," Gaius said in a mortar pounding the daffodils "Only such a speed in 'affection is rather strange."
Merlin Shagged Me.
really try to be happy that Arthur had found a friend who shared his values, his worldview, his education. And it was beautiful in a sad way to watch them ride together to rein in a challenge to the forest and back, the open smile and wavy locks of Lucan and the mocking and the crown of Arthur.
But somewhere inside him, when he saw them laughing when they spoke of things that did not understand, when he was laid off in a hurry, he felt he had failed. Arthur should have been him and the two sides of the coin, he thought at night when the prince was left to wait in his room to avoid the fire extinguished, no one had ever spoken to Arthur and Lucan. It was not fair.
Somewhere in those months in the service of the prince had thought true friendship, that total, indissoluble, it was imagined respect and understanding and affection, all of which had nothing to do with its role as a servant. Stupid he did not understand the role that had been given.
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