An Untold Love: 1
"Guinevere," Arthur began. He was sitting across Gwen, plates of food filling the space between them. He narrowed his eyes, thinking of what to say next. Quickly he took another sip of wine and gulped it down nervously. Earlier today, Arthur has finally decided to ask for her hand in marriage.
"You want to marry," Merlin stopped walking and turned towards Arthur, "Gwen?" Arthur stopped next to him, with a surprised expression painted across his face.
"If I didn't know better, Merlin, I would've thought you don't approve." He shot one of his 'I'm-king-not-you' looks at Merlin. "I mean to say, I'm not asking for your approval, you're just a servant."
Merlin flinched. After everything he had done for him, after saving his life so many fucking times, after caring so much for him… Merlin shifted toward the opposite side of Arthur.
"Right then, you're highness, what shall I prepare for breakfast?" Merlin avoided eye contact with the blond. He moved quickly toward Arthur's bedroom, Arthur following behind. He knew what he had done; he knew he shouldn't have said he was just a servant to him. Of course he wasn't just a servant, he was more than that. He was his friend, his only true friend; his best friend.
As Merlin arrived at the dark wooden table that rested on Arthur's room, he stopped for a second, not moving. Then quickly turned toward Arthur, facing him directly. "You should marry her."
Merlin knew that it was his duty as a friend and as a servant to help Arthur make this the best proposal ever. Merlin however was not very enthusiastic about the thought of Arthur marrying Gwen so quickly.
"Right, everything's set." Merlin laid down Arthur's dark red top on his bed, accompanying it with dark brown pants. "I told Gwen to dress nice, because you wanted this to be a proper date."
Arthur popped his head out of another room, "And the ring?"
"Oh," Merlin searched through his pockets. "Here it is." He opened the small cotton bag, removing a shiny gold ring. Arthur came out of the room, his chest bare and visible.
"Let me see." He said as he walked toward Merlin, who was slightly uncomfortable seeing Arthur in that state. "Ah, well done Merlin, well done." Arthur patted Merlin's back harshly and gave him back the ring. Merlin just smiled, that's all he could do.
"What is it Arthur?" Gwen was looking concerned about him; after all he had turned pale white. "Are you alright? Should I call Guise?" As she got out of her seat, Arthur finally spoke.
"No! Guinevere…" He held her hand tightly. He got out of his seat and kneeled next to her. "Will you…" Gwen eyes opened widely, "do me the honor of being my wife?"
Gwen was speechless; she blinked twice and still did not say a word.
Merlin got closer to the wooden door. He was spying. He tried his best not to make a sound.
"Guinevere?" Arthur asked puzzled. Gwen reached for his lips and locked his with hers. "Mmmm-!"
"YES!" She hugged him and kissed him and hugged him once more. Arthur laughed and they both kissed one last time.
On the other side of the door, Merlin had heard her clearly yell 'YES!' and had seen them giving each other kisses and hugs. He smiled, but then the smile faded. He tried his best to make Arthur happy, and he had done it. Arthur was brilliantly happy, with all the kissing and what not. So why was Merlin the opposite?