Colin didn't really know what had happened. He really hadn't expected to fall in love.
Bradley, he thought, was a mystery. Colin had never thought he would fall for a guy, being gay wasn't expect and came as a surprise.
Bradley was sweet, and kind, but at times could be rude and sarcastic, and Colin loved him evermore for it.
Colin was the reserved type, didn't really go out of his way to socialize or impress people. However he found himself wanting to impress Bradley more and more.
He had such pouty lips Colin thought. And when Bradley let out a throaty chuckle when he cracked a joke, that was the best thing in the world.
Their dynamic quickly became Colin and Bradley, best friends, actors, jokers, pals. Yet everything between them changed on screen.
There was something invigorating about pretending to be someone else Colin mused. Something about the way you could lose yourself in a role and forget about everything else.
When Colin slipped into Merlin, his mind, his body, his wants, desires, and needs were all different. Except for when the sexual tension between Merlin and Arthur was so thick you could cut it in half. With a knife.
Day after day, week after week Colin was almost able to control the budding desire he had for Bradley, until it became to much and Bradley started to notice.
"What has gotten into you Colin?" Bradley without warning grabbed Colins wrist and dragged him down one of the many corridors.
"I don't know what you mean." The hesitant quiver in his voice was barely there, but still noticeable.
"I'm talking about all the weird looks you keep giving me."
"I- well, its not really-"
But Colin's words were cut short as Bradley's lips found his, and no other explanation was needed. Bradley really did have pouty lips.
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