For Your Entertainment

[ayoungboy]

The circus comes into town in the late afternoon. It's a quiet caravan, but the whispers start immediately. It's not a regular circus. This one - this is the Camelot circus. One of the most esteemed traveling acts in the country, and not for the faint of heart. This one has a flaming sword eater and a terrifying magician.

A few brave people try to peek at the preparations, but once the big tent is up, all that can really be seen are food stands being set up, and a few podiums for acts unknown. Everything else is hidden from view. You want to see? Come buy a ticket.

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[royalpratness]

Arthur slowly blinks his eyes open and needs a moment to process the situation. He all but jumps up, quickly getting out of bed. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" He's blushing, trying to fix is sleep hair. "I didn't mean to stay here, I sincerely apologise." He ducks his head, feeling terrible.

[ayoungboy]

"I don't mind, Arthur." Merlin doesn't look at him, staring at his hands.

[royalpratness]

"Still, I apologise. This was very inappropriate. Please don't think that I meant to take advantage of you." After all, Arthur has helped Merlin out quite a bit lately but it's not like he wants anything in returns. Especially nothing like that.

[ayoungboy]

"I told you to sleep. I woukd have woken you if I wasn't okay with you staying." Merlin glances up in surprise. "No, no - I mean you're probably not even - "

[royalpratness]

"Not even what?" Interested? Queer? Arthur checks that the door is closed and turns around towards Merlin again.

[ayoungboy]

"...you don't, ah...seem like that sort of man." Merlin says evasively. He doesn't mention that he, himself, is.

[royalpratness]

"What sort are we talking about here?" Arthur asks, tentitavely.

[ayoungboy]

"You know, the...uh...the type of...man?" Merlin bites his lips nervously.

[royalpratness]

Arthur feel bad for Merlin who is obviously scared of saying the wrong thing. Taking the risk that he might misjudged the situation, Arthur sighs, leaning agaibst the door. "Why do you think I'm not married, even though I'm thirty one?"

[ayoungboy]

Well, Merlin had no way of knowing. Arthur is a strong man, a very...heterosexual-seeming individuals.

"...I...don't know."

[royalpratness]

"It's because I'm not interested in women." Arthur says, arms crossed over his chest. As homosexuality is a capital offence, this is a dangerous thing to say out loud.

[ayoungboy]

Merlin's eyes widen in shock. "Wh-really? I - are you - you're - "

[royalpratness]

"Yes." Arthur nods his head. "Are you...?"

[ayoungboy]

"...yeah." Merlin admits, slumping with relief. "Wow."

[royalpratness]

Arthur is just a relieved as Merlin. He chuckles, stepping away from the door and towards the bed again. "What are the odds, huh?"

[ayoungboy]

"Very, very slim." Merlin laughs nervously, slowly relaxing into the bed again.

[royalpratness]

Arthur sits down on the edge of the bed, running a hand through his hair. "Still, I didn't mean to, uhm, impose. I was just very tired last night."

[ayoungboy]

"Oh." Merlin smiles a little. "It's okay."

off to yoga class but back later! o/

[royalpratness]

"What's okay?" Arthur's lips twitch up in a grin. " Me imposing on you?" The problem with being a homosexual men is, that you risk death if you act upon it. Hence Arthur had only ever been with another man once in his life, and that was more than ten years ago.

Kk! I should be here :D

[ayoungboy]

Merlin splutters, cheeks flushing red. "I didn't mean - that sounds very - sorry - "

Unlike Arthur, Merlin hadn't dared to be with a man. He'd kissed his friend Will, once, but nothing more.

[royalpratness]

Arthur laughs, shaking his head. "No, don't apologise." Reaching out, he squeezes Merlin, calf.

[ayoungboy]

"But I didn't mind." Merlin finishes quietly, smiling gently.

[royalpratness]

"That's...good." Arthur clears his throat, still somewhat embrassed. "Have you ever been with a man?"

[ayoungboy]

"...no." Merlin admits, twisting his hands and allowing Arthur's on his calf. "Have you?"

[royalpratness]

"Yes, but only once. I was eighteen back then." Arthur smiles fondly at the memory.