A/N: I drew this lady with a really short black dress on, and suddenly she turned into Morgana, and it all just merged into this. By the way, it's my first Merthur fic, so feel free to give some feedback so I can improve! Okay, here you go! C:
Title: Happy New Year
Summary: On the 31th December, Merlin is invited to the infamous Pendragon New Year Party. The inviter? Arthur Pendragon himself. One-shot.
"Ah, is that Mr. Emrys? He looks very handsome tonight!"
"Excuse me, Miss Pendragon, but isn't that dress a little too short for you?"
"Oh shush, Gwen! It's perfect!"
"Yeah, it's very nice," sighed Gwen and continued fixing Morganas' hair.
"Of course it is! Now, where's my brother?"
"I don't really know, um... could you please sit still, it's getting a bit difficult,"
"Sure... Where is that bloody idiot? I need his opinion!"
"Miss Pendragon, I must ask you to lower your voice – I think you're frightening your own guests!"
"Oh la la, pardon Mister Emrys! But as I recall it is my guests, and I can do whatever I want to do around them!" she ranted, and Merlin laughed at her silly behaviour.
"Oh, well, then it's all very very fine," he said and smiled at the girl behind Morgana. "Hi! How're you doing tonight? I don't think we've met before?"
"I'm Guinevere, but my friends call me Gwen," she smiled and shook his hand.
"A'right Gwen, my name is Merlin Emr-"
"Mister Emrys, she already knows! Are you sure it was alright, you know, me yelling? Because... I would like to make it up to you..."
"Morgana!"
"Arthur! I've been looking for you!"
"Is something the matter?" he said, and smiled at Merlin.
"Well, I just have one question, you see..."
"Yeah?" he said incuriously and looked Merlin up and down, not really caring about Morgana when in the same room, stood his most beloved boyfriend. Merlin just smiled unknowingly.
"Is my dress too short?"
"Huh?" Um... yeah, maybe. But you wear it well as always, dear sister!"
"Stop smirking you idiot, and get outta here!" she said and waved the couple out of the room, while they laughed.
"Come on, Merlin! Let the chicks discuss their dresses alone! Oh, and by the way Guinevere, you look amazing!" he said and blinked at her, while he took Merlins' hand and led him away from the two ladies, one of them blushing.
They walked out on to the balcony, where the stars where you starting to come out, and the moon shone brightly. A nice light breeze wreathed around them as they stood there.
"So... are you enjoying the party? Or is it too stiff and formal for a whimsical artist like you?"
"No, no! Not at all! It's different but... nice, in some sort of way!" he said and grinned, "besides, you're here to keep me company."
"You know Merlin, you are quite quaint. Glad you like it," he said and put his hands on Merlins thighs, "... almost midnight".
"It's a wonderful night, isn't it?"
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"Oh bloody hell Merlin!"
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"Don't start talking 'bout the weather!"
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"Now, come 'ere!"
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Arthur pulled Merlin closer.
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And as he did, the first rockets began to fire.
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Lips met lips, and it was finally new year. Merlin slowly opened his eyes, and looked deeply at Arthur.
"You know, Arthur. You're quite something," he said and grinned lightly with a blush on his cheeks.
"Not the first one to tell me that, y'know?" he said and smirked.
"Prat!"
A/N: A'right, that's it! Hope you enjoyed, NOW:
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