Friendly Bath
friendly baths... when you take baths with friends, sometimes accidental, sometimes not.
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"Merlin!" Arthur had been ready to get out of the bath for a full five minutes but his manservant – and his towel – were nowhere to be seen. He was almost ready to get up and find something himself, puddles be damned (served the idiot right for choosing that moment to disappear) when Merlin came in from the antechamber holding a towel.
"Where have you been?" Merlin usually just kept a discrete distance while Arthur bathed but today had gone to finish an errand. Judging by Arthur's tone it hadn't been a good idea so he hurried over with the towel not noticing the bar of soap which had fallen in his path and slipped on it straight into the prince's bath.
Once he had got over his initial shock Arthur roared with laughter at the sight of a drenched Merlin sat at the other end of the bath who was looking at him like he wanted to kill him
"What have I told you about leaving soap lying around?" This wasn't the first time Arthur had that trick to make him trip but today's apparently hilarious consequences were a first.
"well?" Arthur's only answer was to splash his manservant in the face.
"Oh I'm going to get you for that"
Percival was walking the corridor when he saw Arthur's door open and a sodden Merlin come trudging out.
"what happened to you?" The manservant just dripped at him.
"fell in the bath" he reluctantly admitted before squelching back to his room followed by the sounds of the knight's laughter.
Merlin looked around once more and decided he was safe, the area around the lake was totally deserted. It was freezing but with a quick surge of magic he warmed himself and stripped off his shirt ready to get clean. If there was one thing he hated about hunting it was that you (well if you happen to be merlin anyway) always end up covered in mud. Frowning at the water he knew was bound to be freezing and probably full of eels Merlin took one step towards the lake before he found himself half pushed half tackled and thrown head first into the icy water. His arms flailed when he surfaced and his spluttering was cut short by a yell to his left
"Gah, it's freezing" He spun around in the water to see that it was Arthur who had attacked him. The water wasn't too deep but Merlin found that he couldn't quite touch the bottom. Taking a minute to quickly scrub off the mud on his skin he looked up when Arthur yelled again. A very un-princely squeal followed by a great deal of splashing as the prince attempted to swim back to the edge of the pond.
"Something touched my leg" The prince's voice was half an octave higher and only got worse when Merlin told him about the eels
"I hate eels!"
"You know I think I prefer your idea"
"What?" Merlin caught the shirt Arthur threw at him and pulled it over his head, Arthur shook the water out of his hair and looked at him again.
"You bathing with me is definitely a better deal than me bathing with you"
"Bathing wit?... hey both of those times were all you"
"shut up Merlin" Arthur started walking back to the camp.
"Prat" the manservant could only hope that Percival didn't decide to bring up the fact that this was the second time in a week this had happened.
AN/ So after yesterdays posting for 'Percival is hot' some Merthur was requested. This isn't particularly slashy but it's a friendly bath so it's splashy...
Also... had to sneak in the eels bit as I just watched love actually.