My first Merlin fanfiction. Please don't hate.
Merthur- Merlin/Arthur - Don't like don't read. Nobody will force you to like this.
Full Summary: Set during and after the events at the end of Season 2 Episode 10 - Sweet Dreams. Merlin finds Gwen and askes her to kiss Arthur to break the spell. Instead of breaking the spell over Arthur nothing happens when Gwen kisses him. Merlin has to find another way to break the spell before it's too late.
We beging just after Gwen kisses Arthur in the tent.
Gwen rushed out of the tent after kissing Arthur and grabbed Merlin's shoulder from behind, "Merlin! It didn't work!"
"What? It had to of! Maybe you didn't give it enough time!"
Gaius looked to Merlin from across the yard and back at the arena. He gave a look that said 'hurry up and solve this before the next match starts'.
Gwen balled her fists and stomped her foot, "Merlin, you lied to me. You just couldn't bear to see him with that Vivian and you used me to try and make him forget her! Well, he does not love me and now I can't even bare to know what he thinks of me!"
Merlin grabbed at Gwen's shoulders, "No, Gwen, this was supposed to work. I'm sorry, I didn't lie to you. Please…"
Gwen pushed Merlin and ran off.
"Ahhhh," Merlin fussed grabbing his hair and entering the tent in time to see Arthur finish putting on his sword belt.
"Merlin, why did Gwen rush in here and kiss me?" he asked in a slightly dreamy tone. He was still clearly under the spell.
"I-I dunno. Must have just been for luck?" Merlin shrugged. Internally he wracked his brain trying to come up with another person who he could possibly love more than Gwen.
"Arthur, is there anyone you love more than Vivian?"
Arthur laughed lightly, "As if there was a chance. I love her with all my being."
"No, no, I mean like you father or someone."
"Of course I love my father, I'd die for him."
Merlin shook his head. It couldn't possibly be his father had to kiss. That was absurd. "Me! What about me?"
"What about you?" Arthur asked slight disgust in his tone.
"Do you love me?" Merlin asked as the crowd outside the tent began cheering. It only meant one thing, the next round would start soon, very soon.
Arthur let his mouth gape open, "Merlin, have you lost your mind?"
"No just tell me do you love me?"
"Merlin, I don't understand."
Merlin paced back and fourth, "If I was hanging off the edge of a cliff and you had to save me or Vivian who would you save?"
"Why would you ask me that?"
"Just answer!" Merlin yelled halting his pace and standing in front of Arthur.
Arthur shook his head, "You, I'd save you!"
"Why me, if you love her so much?"
"I-I dunno, because you were the first thing that came to mind!"
Merlin grabbed Arthur's face and brought it down an inch to his. He pushed his lips to Arthur's and they stood there awkwardly for a moment. Slowly, Arthur brought his hands up behind Merlin's head. Merlin was sure he was going to grab the back of his head and pull him away then slam his head into a pole or something. But he didn't. Arthur's right hand caressed the side of Merlin's neck and his left hand threaded into the hair at the crown his head.
The kiss became responsive from Arthur's end and as soon as it did, Merlin moved his hands into a position similar to that of Arthur's on his own head.
Gaius was just about to enter the tent when he caught sight of Merlin and Arthur's intimate position. He was slightly shocked at first, but then realized that only Merlin's kiss would have worked. They were two sides of the same coin after all. Gaius ducked out of the tent quietly and went to speak with Uther. Gaius would request Arthur be given a few more minutes to let the pain relief serum set in before beginning the match.
"Merlin," Arthur said in his usual scornful tone.
Merlin opened his eyes and realized he was only a few inches from Arthur's face. Arthur had pulled him away. "Yes, sire?"
"What. Are. You doing?"
"It appears I was kissing you."
Arthur rolled his eyes, narrowed them and the grip on Merlin's neck significantly increased, "Merlin. Why. Were. You. Kissing me?"
"It was the only way to break the spell you were under," Merlin said sheepishly and tried backing away from the prince.
Arthur held him tight by the neck, "What spell? And what am I doing here?"
"Someone enchanted you to fall in love with Vivian," Merlin tried looking anywhere but Arthur's face as he spoke quicker, "so you had to kiss the person you love the most to break the spell," Arthur took his left hand and held Merlin's jaw so he would look directly at him. Merlin felt his heart beat quicken in fear so he finished his explanation hurriedly, "And you're in the middle of a battle, to the death, with Vivian's father."
"What was that second part?" Arthur hissed, cold blue eyes burning into Merlin's.
"A battle to the death ?"
"Merlin."
Merlin shrugged and forced out a weak smile, "What sire?"
Arthur let his grip loosen on Merlin's neck, but held his jaw firm, "You won't tell anyone what happened here."
"N-no, sire. Of course not."
Arthur pulled Merlin's jaw up for another short kiss. He turned heel and exited the tent as the bell rang for the next match to start.
Merlin's heart sank. If Arthur died, that might have been the last moment he'd ever share with someone. His heart wrenched at the thought of that being the last time he may speak to Arthur. The last time he would touch him. Kiss him.
Merlin jogged to the edge of the arena and stood beside Gaius just as Arthur went into the battle. He was sure he was going to loose him several times. Each time Arthur was struck, Merlin winced and restrained himself from running out after him.
"Something wrong, Merlin?" Gaius asked quietly resting a hand on the young boy's shoulder.
"What isn't wrong? Arthur might die!"
Gaius shook his head, "No, Merlin. Arthur won't die and neither will the King. Arthur plans to call a truce."
Merlin felt relief wash over him and he watched as Arthur held his hand out to his opponent and hauled him to his feet. "We'll never achieve peace like this," Arthur said looking to his father. His opponent clapped a hand on Arthur's shoulder in agreement and Arthur winced.
Arthur stood with his arms crossed watching Vivian and her father leave the castle courtyard. Merlin stood behind him, closer than usual, smiling politely. When the guest had left, Arthur started up the stairs and Merlin followed after him.
"About what happened in the tent…" Merlin started but Arthur rounded on him and held a finger near to Merlin's lips.
"Speak of it and I'll kill you."
"Alright then."
Arthur entered the castle with Merlin only feet behind him and stopped short of the entrance to the main hall where his father would be seated getting ready to eat lunch. Arthur pushed Merlin roughly with one hand into an alcove just beside the large doorway. He leaned in so close to Merlin's ear that when he spoke his lips brushed the rim of his ear. "Don't bother changing my bed sheets today, you can do it in the morning." With that, Arthur left Merlin to join his father for lunch.
Merlin was confused. Had the prince honestly just come on to him? He was pretty sure that the bed comment was totally an invitation.
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