Percival could still remember it as if it were yesterday. The first day he'd met Gwaine. The day he'd fallen in love.
It was the third week of Uni when Lancelot had taken Perce to Arthur and his posé. What a huge mistake that had been.
The best mistake of his of his life.
He'd grown up with Lancelot, downtown London, where no one is expected to achieve anything but follow in their fathers footsteps. But Percival didn't want to be a carpenter and Lance didn't want to work at the toothpaste factory. And thus they studied hard and earned themselves scolarships at Cambridge.
Here Lancelot had met an old friend Merlin, whom Percival had not met before. Lance said he and Merlin been in the same chess club. Percival of course remained sceptical.
Merlin had convinced Lance to bring Perce to the posé, because the schools Rugby team was in need of a player. Through the years, Percival had become the teams respected quarterback.
Meeting the posé ment meeting Arthur, the Rugby teams captain. A blond rich kid who was the son of the schools chairman. He was ok, but could be a bit of a prat. He treated Merlin as his buttboy, even though he had a girlfriend.
Her name was Gwen. She beautiful and kind, always looking out for everyone. Lancelot was obviousely in love with her.
Leon was Arthurs wingman. He wasn't nearly as much of a prick as Arthur, but Percival still felt that Leon sometimes belitteled him for his common birth. Leon was captain of the schools fence club.
Elyan was Gwens brother and probably that was the only reason he was in the posé. He kept to himself and was very studiouse. He mostly only associated with Gwen and Leon.
And then there was Gwaine. When Percival had first laid eyes on him, he had fallen like a stone brick. The lushiouse locks, shimmering eyes, and cocksure smile made Gwaine a man to die for. Little did Percival know his life was going to turn into his very own personal hell. Because Gwaine was a Posh Slut. The bisexual heir to the greatest fortune in Ireland. And he spread the love generousely.