A/N Just a little Merthur. God knows where the hell it came from. But here it is and so it shall be…. What was I thinking *Hits head on desk.* I mean seriously. I do not write romance, there is a reason for this. I know it's not the most original idea, but hey, its half twelve, my brain isn't working at full capacity.

Taste of midnight.

When Arthur first looked at Merlin properly, he knew that the man would be special, he just didn't know why. He just knew Merlin would be special, whether it was because of his brilliant smile, his raven black hair or maybe his deep blue eyes or it could even been his ability to make a joke out of everything. There was just something about Merlin, something he couldn't quite put his finger on.

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When Merlin had saved his life Arthur was, to say the least, a little shocked, And he knew it had been right to let him go after their little fight. When his father announced Merlin was going to be Arthur's servant, Arthur was interested, he wanted to know more about this mysterious boy, but he hid it behind annoyance.

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When Merlin had once again saved Arthur by drinking from the poisoned chalice, Arthur was shocked, people had been willing to sacrifice their lives for him before, but none of them had stirred up emotions so deep in Arthur he didn't know they existed, let alone what they were. All he knew was that he had to save Merlin, no matter what.

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When Arthur had fallen in love with Sophia, until Merlin had found out about her sorcery, he had felt worthless and hurt, and beyond everything else he felt betrayed. Because he loved Arthur, and despite the fact Arthur had never said anything or showed any hint of love towards Merlin, the sorcerer still hoped the prince loved him back.

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When Arthur slayed the unicorn, Merlin knew something bad would happen. What Merlin didn't expect was for Arthur to Drink the 'poisoned' water and give his life for Merlins, In a way Merlin knew that it had been for Camelot, not him, yet the way Arthur had looked at him, He just couldn't be sure anymore. All he knew was that if Arthur died, it would be worse than any blow dealt by a weapon.

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When Merlin found out what he had to do to save Arthurs life, he didn't need to think. It was a decision made from a place deep in his heart, he would gladly give his life for Arthurs, whether or not the prince agreed, and so when he went to seek Nimueh's help. He didn't look back once.

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And now he and Arthur were here, standing in a small clearing in the forest, lit only by moonlight and fireflies. To Merlin it was Beautiful, But Arthur wasn't looking, all he could see was Merlin and how beautiful he looked in the starlight.

Merlin didn't know why they were here, the minute he had gotten back to Camelot Arthur had dragged him into the forest without saying a word, and now they stood apparently at there destination. They stood like that for a long time, silent, just observing what was around them.

Then Arthur done something Merlin wasn't expecting. He turned to his servant laying a hand gently on his Merlin's cheek.

"Don't you ever leave me again Merlin." His quiet whisper barely broke the silence around them. "Ever. Promise me Merlin, Promise you won't leave."

There was something about that desperate edge to Arthur's voice, the way it was said as an order but left hanging in the air like a request. Something flickered behind Arthurs eyes which were so deep with emotion that for a second it took Merlins breath away.

"I- I promise" Merlin meant it, every word; He didn't think he could leave Arthur, not now. In a way Merlin knew where this was going, what was happening, and he knew that this should stop here that this should end, it was wrong, but he had been dreaming of this for so long it didn't matter anymore.

And then Arthur pressed their lips together, and for a second Merlin was shocked, he truthfully wasn't expecting it, but then he relaxed shivering as Arthur's hand tangled in his hair, pulling him deeper into the kiss, Arthurs other hand reached round his waist pulling them closer to each other. Merlin shivered again. How had they not done this before?

Arthur thought Merlin tasted of Midnight and something else he couldn't quite place,

Merlin Wasn't really thinking anything.

When Arthur finally broke the kiss, they stood there for a few seconds, lips just centimetres apart, Arthur staring intently into Merlins eyes wishing his servant would say something, anything. Merlin looked at Arthur, full realization of what had just happened only just hitting him.

"I-"

Merlin found he didn't know what to say so instead he pulled Arthur into another kiss, and that said everything.

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A/N Eugh. Remind me never to write late at night, the results are not good, and yet still I upload it… I do confuse myself sometimes…