A/N: so hi there this is the next chapter and I would have updated sooner but… things happened. You wouldn't believe me if I told you, trust me.
Anyway this is the new chappy- I own everything (not really but a girl and dream)
Its really short but mum wants me to tidy my room so yeah new chapter!
Blue water flowed over him and the aquatic weeds swayed serenely around his body, his hair and clothes mimicking their tranquil waving while he lay at Arthur side on the shimmering pebbles watching the silvery fish dance above their heads weaving in and out of the fingers of Merlin's outstretched hand as he reached up in disbelief of the beauty in front of his eyes.
Arthurs hand slid into Merlin's free one, neither knew how long they lay there but the water turned red from the rising and setting sun and then into blue greys and moonlight pierced black which shone on the links of Arthurs chainmail and lit their faces with alternating shadows as the moon passed behind clouds and the sun rose in its unerring cycle.
The days grew longer then shorter again the surface of the lake still and unchanging but something inside merlin was, and idea starting to take hold one fuzzy as though in a dream on the verge of waking- an idea of discontent, this was not his Arthur.
The sun continued to rise and fall the thought growing firmer with each day of his Arthur with all his imperfections his ability to both flatter and insult him with just a look or word. Arthur means paddy-fits, polishing armour and hidden jokes. Arthur is a diamond, shining bright with so many levels to his personality. So many glittering facets some containing faults in them, but in the end all joining up to make one beautiful jewel that nothing and no one could imitate.
Merlin had waited for centuries now here he was again, waiting for something- anything to happen. No, this was not his Arthur.