Completely in love with Merdred my friends season 5 has been tragic but at least a new ship has set sail :) Please enjoy Merdred as much as I do!
"Mormor are you even listening to me" morgana drawled, mordred rolled his eyes as he turned to face the person the voice belonged to.
"Morgana I believe we've gone over this, its mordred not mor mor"
"Oh come now mormor, your nickname is much more endearing than boring old mordred" she smiled darkly as she rose from her seat and seductively made her way to him from across the room and wrapped her languid arms around his shoulders. He stiffened at the touch but she didn't seem to notice or if she did she didn't really seem to care.
Mordred carefully kept his face masked as she attempted to catch his gaze. Once their eyes met she stared deeply into his cold blue eyes. He couldn't stand that look of hers that cold calculating look she gave, as she tilted her head ever so slightly to the side, her lips tugging gently at the corners. It was a beautiful sight in every sense of the word but he knew the truth behind her smoky eyes. He knew the darkened thoughts that plagued her mind. Knew and even loved it, this dangerous, tragically broken soul. He loved the connection they shared the darkness within them that no one else could see. He almost couldn't believe it. He had the hottest chick on campus in the palm of his hand and he hated it, hated her.
It wasn't always like that between them, no at first it was like fireworks, thrilling and passionate, running off to parties and basking in the hungry stares they received from the crowd, then sneaking off to some darkened corner to have each others fill of the other, it was simply intoxicating. But as time passed Mordred had begun to repel the slightest touch, and wince as she whispered unladylike things in his ear. At first Mordred honestly thought he was losing his mind but over time he began to realise he simply couldn't love someone so similar, someone who reminded him too much of himself.
"So mormor how about it?"
"Hmm?" she rolled her crystalline eyes with impatience.
"I was saying Morgause will be out of town this weekend. How about you stay awhile?" she smirked. Mordred did his best to match her provocative smirk but he knew he could only muster the look half heartedly. He knew every inch of Morgana and her sisters run down apartment and the offer just seemed so... boring.
"I'd love to but sadly not this week." her features suddenly twisted with scorn, mordred learned earlier on that you never say no to her. Quickly she unclasped her hands from behind his head and took a half step back. He did everything he could not to audibly breathe a sigh of relief.
"And why is that?" she quickly demanded, her glare dissecting him. Quickly he thought of some believable excuse.
"Calm yourself love. I have a few exams this week that I need to study for, the last ones weren't in my favor so I need to at least surpass these." He replied impassively. She studied him for a moment longer before breaking into a wide smile, one that even made him momentarily forget just who his bitch of a girlfriend was.
After some idle chit chat, he kissed her goodbye and went home, taking a long hot shower, feeling the need to remove her scent and relieve his crawling skin.
A text sounded loudly in his dark room as light shyly peaked out of the window frame.
Time: 11:46 am
From: Queen Bitch
*What are you doing?*
Mordred rubbed his blurry vision away before replying. *Reading a text.* Bing.
Time:11:48 am
From: Queen Bitch
"Haha. But really are you busy today or are you avoiding me?"
Mordred layed on his stomach and loudly cursed into his pillow. Seriously? How does she have the energy to start this early? Hesitantly he looked back at his phone and typed back *No, I am going to the library to study* he lied. Bing.
Time: 11: 55 am
From: Queen Bitch
"On campus?"
Mordred stared at his phone for a moment before typing *No the moon* but then quickly replaced it with a simple *Yes.* Bing.
Time: 11:59 am
From: Queen Bitch
"Funny, I'm pretty sure I saw your car parked in front of your dorm"
*Morgana get a fucking hobby* he wrote but changed it to *Im walking today, need the exercise* Bing.
Time: 12:03 pm
From: Queen Bitch
"Ok, just checking. Call me later?"
*Of course* he lied once more. She sent him a kissy face icon and he deleted it immediately. Throwing his phone on his pillow as he wrestled out of his tangled sheets, found something to wear and grabbed a bag of books before morgana decided to make a personal visit.
Mordred lied with his face against the cool desk in the library. He unwound in the calming silence. Everyone was probably still peacefully in bed... except him. Oh what he wouldn't give for a pillow right about now.
"Clack, thunk, thunk"
Bolting upright he scanned the floor searching for the source of noise. Ever curious he rose from his seat leaving his bag behind. After passing about five shelves he quickly found it. A lanky boy with dark hair cursing under his breath as he quickly tried to gather the mess of fallen books surrounding him. On most days Mordred would've laughed and walked away but seeing how much work the boy was faced with he unexpectedly gave in. After a moment he stepped closer to the boy who hadn't even taken note of the stranger before him, without a word mordred silently kneeled across from him and began to pick up the books nearest to him. After what seemed like forever he finally managed to gather and pile his half of the mess and cleared his throat so that the strange boy would finally take note and thank him, he did nothing for free and clearly wasn't used to people ignoring him so blatantly but he knew that once the stranger locked eyes on him he would be awestruck; his dark mussled hair and icy blue eyes were almost always irresistible to others and that in itself was always a welcoming reward.
In moments the stranger suddenly met his gaze and for the first time in his life Mordred found he was the one that was speechless. In front of him was a fresh face, one made of sharp angles that framed his high cheekbones. His hair was dark almost black in the dim light of the library and his eyes were a startling blue; not icy like his own but a uniquely captivating azul, one that reminded him of a still ocean. But most of all Mordred couldn't help but stare at those... dare he say it... ears. It was honestly the strangest thing he ever laid eyes on, such a thin fragile boy with ears that looked as if they could take flight at any moment. They were almost... adorable.
After a while the stranger broke eye contact and looked down at the books in a pile beside Mordred and then met his eyes once more before breaking into a deep crooked smile that lit up his entire face.
"Thanks" the boy beamed.
"No problem" Mordred replied finally finding his voice.
"Sorry for the trouble" Mordred could feel his skin heat up as he heard the stranger say his name. It sounded so beautiful when weighed down by his accent, what was it? Irish, no scottish maybe? He couldn't quite place it.
"No trouble at all. So what were you doing with all of these anyway?" Mordred said motioning to the neat pile.
"Oh well I was just putting them away... Or at least trying to" he replied looking down, clearly embarrassed. Mordred couldnt help but smile at that.
"Just be glad you don't work at a glass shop" Mordred replied and met his gaze once more and chuckled at that. The smile was warm and inviting, so natural that it almost hurt mordred to look too long but he couldn't tear his eyes of the sight, not yet. Especially when he couldn't recall anyone looking at him like that with such pure intent.
"Merlin!" The boy suddenly jerked his head up towards the noise. Curiously Mordred followed his gaze but saw no one.
"Oh that's nothing. Just helping out a… friend."
"MERLIN!" he voice called once more, this time in obvious annoyance.
"Umm I should probably get going" Merlin said finally rising to his feet. Mordred followed suit and was briefly stunned when he realized he had to look up at him, literally.
Merlin looked back at him with a cocked eyebrow causing Mordred to inwardly chastise himself hoping he wasn't caught staring.
"Yeah, your friend seems a bit impatient" he said quietly handing Merlin the books. After a moment of awkwardly shuffling the books into his arms Merlin smiled and spoke.
"As always" he replied slightly bitter.
"Thanks again. Maybe I'll see you around?"
"Yea, maybe" Mordred replied, casting his infamous smirk. But to his surprise Merlin made no notion of swooning (like many others had) he simply smiled back, with that amazingly goofy grin filling his features.
"So I hear there's a party tonight, care to join me?" Morgana said as they drove home after classes. Morgana had been insistent on keeping an eye on him ever since she moved off campus. Thus the rapid texts, meals shared between classes and the drives home, she wanted her near him at all cost. It was nice at first, the attention, but after awhile he felt as if he were put on leash that only seemed to tighten with each passing day. It wasn't his fault he preferred the comfort of his 10 x 8 single dorm room compared to her insane sisters abode. He needed his own space, was that such a difficult request?
"Mordred?" Morgana nearly yelled beside him.
"Yes what is it?" he replied unruffled by her sudden animosity.
"Are you coming tonight or what?"
"'I doubt it Morgana, I have plans" she simply rolled her eyes.
"Let me guess studying? Is that really the best excuse you have to offer?"
"At the moment yes, I have alot to catch up on"
"Maybe if you'd stop skipping class you wouldn't have to" She spat, as she wrapped her arms defensively around her body. Mordred looked her way at the corner of his eye and rolled them when he noticed her shoulders hunched a bit. God was she sulking? Mordred had better ways of spending his friday nights, and tonight it would be quietly avoiding her.
It had been nearly a week since Mordred had visited the library. He had had a surprisingly busy couple of days. With grades closing, test taken, and morgana ranting it had been an extremely exhausting week.
After dropping off The Queen he realized that he wasn't taking the normal route home, no, instead he noticed that he was driving towards the library, despite the fact that he had not taken any work with him.
As he entered the library he found himself scanning the aisles leisurely as he took in the nearly empty seats. It was a relaxing moment to not be needed anywhere or have to talk to anyone, just to be alone. As he continued to browse he gathered that he was indeed still scanning but he eyes were everywhere but the books. As he rounded the corner he stopped himself as he caught sight of something.
Merlin was it? He intently watched as the boy sat in a window seat in the south side of the building, the side most deserted. The sun was nearly setting and washed his pale features in a golden glow. And just like before Mordred caught himself staring at those damn ears again, they were just too laughable to ignore but Mordred felt no need to mock them. Losing himself he starred as Merlin read, and almost smiled when he heard a chuckle escape his lips as he flipped to the next page. It was fascinating the way he wrapped himself within the pages. He felt like he was reading the book with him as Merlin displayed all of its emotional contents within his expression. Mordred wasn't sure if he could ever tire of the sight. He didnt mind the silence either, or the thought of remaining hidden to secure Merlins peacefulness but that was all before his phone disagreed and chimed its alarm.
With an array of curses Mordred quickly turned and searched his body for the disrupting object, turning out every pocket until he found it in his shoe (morgana had a nasty tendency to pickpocket him and read his messages, so his sneakers seemed like the best hideaway).
"Damnit morgana I'm in the library." he angrily whispered into the phone.
"Well Im bored" she replied drawing out every freaking syllable.
"Wonderful. I'm not." He spat before slamming it shut. He pinched the bridge of his nose and silently wondered why on earth he hadn't put an end to this nuisance yet as he quickly thought over the many ways of killing her he felt a light tap on his shoulder. His body grew rigid as he turned and met a distinct pair of sapphire eyes.
"Sir, might I suggest shutting off your phone before entering?" Merlin sternly began before a grin began to play on his lips. It took Mordred a moment to collect himself.
"Yea, sorry about that."
"Its alright, you sounded like you were having a pleasant chat anyhow"
"Yea, you could say that" Mordred replied looking down for a moment, trying his best not to stare again.
"So what brings you here on this fine evening?"
"Oh just... hanging out"
"At the library?"
"Yes"
"On a Friday?"
"...Yes"
"My, my I had no idea what a party animal you were" merlin laughed a bit at his own joke and Mordred did his best to force a laugh while he mentally avoided the light blush that was creeping its way onto his cheeks.
"Don't feel so bad, I spend a lot of my free time here." Merlin said gesturing to the book in his hand.
"That seems like a waste" Mordred whispered more to himself.
"And why is that?" Merlin retorted. Suddenly aware of his outburst Mordred fumbled for words hoping he hadn't insulted him.
"Its just... you should, you know... get out more, be more involved." Merlin gave him a funny look but shortly replied.
"As appealing as that sounds I'd rather not"
"Why not?"
"I have one good friend around here but even he's an arse, so I don't really bother."
"The prat from last week?" Merlin suddenly broke into laughter.
"Wow, you actually remembered?"
"How could I not he practically shook up the place with his call. You'd think he were king."
"I'm pretty sure he's convinced"
"Well maybe you should find better friends" Mordred mentally kicked himself realising he's insulted him twice in the last five minutes. However Merlin seemed to really think about it for a moment.
"It's tempting but he wouldn't survive a day without me." Merlin looked away as his mouth twitched upward. Mordred was surprised to find that the smile didn't seem to reach his eyes. It was a bittersweet expression that tugged lightly on his heartstrings.
"Mordred" he said extending a welcoming hand across from him.
"Merlin" he replied taking the hand hesitantly.
"Love the name"
"Th- thanks"
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