Title: Until You Return
Disclaimer: Merlin is owned by the BBC and other associated parties. I do not make any profit from this story and the plot is purely fiction.
Summary: AU, slash, A/M, Arthur's late getting home and is met with a peculiar site.
Warnings: slash (Vague reference), fluff
Pairings:ArthurxMerlin
Author's Note:Just a little piece of fluff that popped into my head randomly. I decided to type it up, instead of starting on homework, which I will get to soon. XD
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Arthur sighed heavily as he finally pulled up to the building. He'd been forced to remain late and fix a mistake some idiot had made on the project, the day before it was due. So now it was past midnight and he was beat.
Shutting the car off, he got out with a groan, wanting nothing more than to curl up in bed and sleep for three days straight, curled around Merlin. They had been together for nearly three years now, after finally getting together through months of dancing around it. To think he had wasted that much time trying to ignore his heart, just because of what others would think.
Smiling, he climbed the two flights of stairs to their shared flat. Pulling out his keys, he quickly unlocked the door and walked inside. Routine took over after that. Coat on the hook by the door. Keys in the small dish on the counter. Wallet, and anything else in his pockets at the time, emptied out onto the counter to be sorted through later. Toeing off his shoes, he made a beeline for the bed room, working his way through the dark living room by memory.
As he passed the couch, he noticed something off. Something pale stood out against its darker color. Turning to the lamp by the couch, he flicked it on; surveying what was on the couch.
Merlin lay there, curled around Arthur's pillow, hair spiked out in random direction from fingers running through it out of habit due to worry. Arthur couldn't help but smile as he took in the image.
Turning the lamp back off, he bent down, picking up the limp body and pillow. He was nearly to the bedroom door when Merlin stirred. "Hmmm, Arthur?" He murmured sleepily, shifting in his grip.
"Shh, go back to sleep." He answered softly, kissing the crown of his head.
He snuggled closer, one hand releasing the pillow case to clutch at his shirt. "Hmm, welcome home." He said softly, voice nearly faded at the end.
He lay him down, pulling the blankets up around him as he extracted his pillow from the brunette's grasp. Stripping quickly down to his boxers, he lay down next to him. Pulling him closer, he curled himself around his lean frame. "It's good to be home."
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Until Next Time
~Reiya