ayoungboy | Spellbound

This week has been fucking exhausting. He'd been consuling all week and dealing with a threat over in Norway. Somebody trying to brew mind control potions, again. Why couldn't everybody just get along and stop fussing? He's finally back home, in England, heading up the wizarding council while they go over worldwide news, and he gets an invite - no, it isn't that. It's more of a demand, from King Pendragon.

He's a bit tired, really, and didn't feel like dealing with it. "Not now, thank you. Politely decline, for me?" He told the runner. "Send him some magical candy."

He just wanted to go home and finish his book, thank you. He didn't ask for these powers, but if he took a holiday the world would flip out. People held him in high regard for some reason - he wasn't that wise, or old. He was just a young man trying to do right. Yet somehow the King was demanding his presence.

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royalpratness

"No worries. Now go and get changed before you fall asleep on your feet." Arthur wonders if he'll have to carry Merlin at this rate.

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ayoungboy

Merlin smiles tiredly and shuffles into the bathroom, half closing the door as he went to get changed. Quite possibly.

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royalpratness

Arthur waits until the door has closed behind Merlin, sighing. He finally takes off his shoes and suit jacket, sitting down on his bed. This is the first time he's invited anybody to stay in his guest room as he usually likes his privacy. For some reason though, things seem to be different with Merlin.

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ayoungboy

Merlin slowly undressed, then redressed in the clothes Arthur had given him. He usually refused this sort of charity, but right now he was just...too tired. Way too tired. His head hurt, his body ached, and his magic throbbed. And Arthur was...kind of nice.

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royalpratness

When Merlin comes out of the bathroom, Arthur picks up his clothes and fetches one of his most discret servants to clean them. "Do you need anything else, Merlin?" He closes the door again after having dropped off the clothes.

From:

ayoungboy

"No, Arthur, thank you. I'm fine."

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royalpratness

"Okay." Arthur hovers by the door to the guest room, feeling a little awkward. "Then, uhm, good night."

From:

ayoungboy

"Good night." Merlin smiles wryly. "My lord." He's teasing, of course.

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royalpratness

Arthur chuckles, closing the door behind Merlin. He's tired himself after having had a very long day. He quickly changes into his pyjamas, trying not to dwell too much on his guest as he slips into bed.

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ayoungboy

Merlin is still asleep at about 10 the next morning. He slept like the dead, absolutely exhausted. The bed Arthur had let hik sleep in felt like Heaven.

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royalpratness

Arthur himself is up by 7am as usual. Merlin's clothes lie in a bag in front of his door, freshly cleaned and Arthur takes them inside. By half past ten, Arthur goes to knock loudly on the door of the guest bedroom. "Merlin?"

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ayoungboy

Merlin groans unintelligibly, not wanting to wake up.

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royalpratness

The groaning tells Arthur that Merlin is still alive. Chuckling, he opens the door and steps into the guest room. "Merlin? It's almost eleven."

From:

ayoungboy

"Mmph..." Merlin mumbles, hugging the pillow into his face. No, he wasn't going to be making this easy.

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royalpratness

"Merlin." Arthur steps next to the bed, pulling the covers away from him. "I've got a meeting to attend. I'm not sure the Prime Minister of Spain likes to be kept waiting."

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ayoungboy

Merlin was still half asleep, and with a wave of magic, the covers fought back to yank themselves back over his body.

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royalpratness

"Hey! That's cheating." Arthur complains, frowning down at him while considering his options. "Don't you have anywhere to be? I thought you're so important."

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ayoungboy

Merlin finally cracks an eye open, frowning at Arthur. "Mmph. Tired."

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royalpratness

"Yes, I gathered that much, Merlin." Arthur grins down at him in amusement. "I mean, if you want, you're welcome to stay here. I just thought that you'd be needed elsewhere." He gestures towards his own room. "I saved some breakfast for you."

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ayoungboy

Merlin sighs and nods, dragging his head up from the bed. "No...you're right, I probably am. I should...go."

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royalpratness

"I'm glad to see that you slept well." Merlin had obviously needed a good night's rest. "Have some breakfast first though. Oh and don't forget the phone." The reason he came by in the first place.