Arthur shook his head in disbelief as Mr. Pendragon called him and Arthur up to the front of the class to receive their science project. That meant he would have to work with Arthur. Arthur. Who he hated with a passion; Arthur was everything Merlin despised, cocky, arrogant, and a jock. At least that is what everyone believed, including Arthur. What Merlin kept to himself was that through all those layers of hate, and maybe even adding to, he thought Arthur was the hottest boy in school.
"Fuck" Merlin thought to himself as he slowly walked to the front of the class. When he reached Mr. Pendragon's desk, he looked up and saw Arthur smirking at him. "This is why I hate him, hate, hate hate. That is all, I only hate him" Merlin thought as Mr. Pendragon began talking.
"Your assignment is to research the history of the rocket and make a small 10 inch replica of a rocket you have found in your research." He paused. "Understood?"
"Yup" Arthur quickly responded.
Mr. Pendragon continued, "Now you two go find a place to sit and discuss how your are going to do it"
Merlin began walking toward the nearest desk, he knew if they were far enough away from the teacher Arthur would begin to harass him. However Arthur grabbed his arm and pushed him to the back of the room. They sat down at the back table, as far away from Mr. Pendragon as possible.
Merlin sat looking at the desk. Arthur quickly took charge of the situation, "You are going to write all of the report by yourself because I have football practice and don't have time to waste on stupid little projects when I have you" He paused and looked at Merlin to make sure he understood.
"Alright" Merlin shrugged.
"I would make you do the rocket by yourself to, but your not very handy so you would probably fuck it up. I will come over on Thursday with the supplies and supervise so you don't mess up. Got it?"
"Whatever" Merlin said quietly.
"What was that?" Arthur said, sounding slightly irritated.
"I said whatever" Merlin spit back.
Arthur grabbed Merlin's arm and twisted it painfully behind his back. He then leaned into Merlin and whispered, "You are not to address me in that manner do you understand? I am your superior and I know countless people who would be honored to have me as a partner. It is a privilege that I am even speaking to you, so you are to treat me with some respect or else I with kick your scrany little ass"
Arthur let go, and Merlin quickly got up and began walking away, wiping the tears from his eyes. "Fucking bastard" he thought. Although Merlin didn't want to admit it to himself, he was slightly turned on from the way Arthur dominated him. Arthur was so close to him, feeling his hot breath on his neck made Merlin slightly horny. "Fuck him. I hate that asshole". Merlin thought, though for the next two days until Thursday he could not get that moment out of his head.