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3. For the love of Camelot?

''If you don't love me, lie to me, 'cause you're the one thing I believe.'' Bon Jovi.

''Can you stop doing that, please?'' Percival asked Gwaine for the third time. The knight had been moving his legs nervously.

''I'm sorry.'' Gwaine answered shortly. His eyes were red and puffy, and he had been sitting outside Leon's room for an hour with his friends.

''So… Leon.'' Elyan said after a minute, attempting to break the uncomfortable silence. ''Do you…?''

''Yes.'' Gwaine said without letting his friend continue. He didn't want to speak at all.

''He will be fine, you know?'' Percival said. ''It wasn't that bad and Gaius will…''

Leon's room door opened, interrupting the knight. Gaius appeared and looked at them calmly.

''Sir Leon is better, now. Of course, he is in pain, but that is good because it means he hasn´t lost too much blood. He will be fully recovered in six days. Don't worry, he will be fine… if you excuse me, I'd like to talk to Agravaine about a solution with what happened. Elyan and Percival, will you come?''

''What about…?'' Gwaine started.

''Oh, of course. I forgot to mention it, sorry, Gwaine, Leon wants to see you.''

''Me?''

''Yes, just you.'' Gaius said quickly and went off to see Agravaine, followed by Elyan and Percival. Gwaine felt confused for some seconds, why would Leon want to see him? The possibilities were infinite: maybe he was thankful for being saved; maybe he was angry because the king hadn't been Gwaine's priority. There was also a very crazy option: what if Leon felt the same way towards Gwaine?

The knight stood there thinking about everything that could happen and the 'what if's started appearing. Gwaine didn´t wait any longer and opened the door, shyly but excited. He felt a terrible pain when he saw Leon lying uncomfortably on his bed covered in bandages. There was some blood on the floor, it was surely going to dry and stay as a painful memory forever.

''Leon?'' Gwaine asked calmly, heading to the chair next to the bed.

''Gwaine?'' Leon answered, looking at the knight and trying to sit, which made him groan.

''Don't sit, it's okay.'' Gwaine said, hurrying next to the blonde and holding him in place so he wouldn't feel any pain. Grabbing Leon had probably been a mistake because Gwaine remembered all they had gone through, making him want to hold and protect Leon. Then, he sat and looked into the knight's eyes, they were so beautiful, but he couldn't understand what they were expressing. He fought the urge to kiss him with a question asked in a shaky voice: ''Did you want to see me?''

''I did.'' Leon said, clearly uncomfortable with what had happened. He cleared his throat before speaking. ''Gwaine, look, I wanted to thank you for saving my life, I really don't know…''

''There's no need.'' Gwaine interrupted. ''I just…''

''Wait, I'm not finished yet. I really appreciate the fact that you risked your life for me. I wouldn't be alive if it wasn't for you but…'' He breathed heavily; Gwaine could see he was somehow angry. ''For the love of Camelot.''

''What?'' The other asked, not understanding why Leon had finished his statement like that.

''For the love of Camelot, Gwaine.'' He repeated. It looked as though the only reason he hadn't hit Gwaine was because of his wound.

''Leon, I don't unders…''

''For the love of Camelot, you idiot! What on earth were you thinking?'' Leon exploded, making his wound ache. Gwaine didn't answer and Leon closed his eyes before continuing, calmer this time. ''Gwaine, I know your intentions were noble, but you chose a bloody knight instead of the king. Why?''

''I… I just… I followed my heart.''

''You what?'' Leon asked as if Gwaine was an idiot. ''When one swears loyalty to Camelot, one swears loyalty to the king as well. Arthur could be dead and you followed your heart?''

''You would have died if…''

''I know, Gwaine, that's why I thanked you, but we don't know what happened to Arthur. You saw that he was being taken away, he's the bloody king for God's sake!''

Gwaine had to clear his throat before speaking because the urge to cry was strong. ''Leon, I'm so sorry, I know it was my fault, but…''

''I don't want you to say it as it was your fault.'' Leon said, calmer and trying to keep a normal tone. ''I know we can't change what has been done. I'm sorry, Gwaine, for overreacting and screaming. I just want to know your reasons.''

''Leon, I…'' Gwaine started, he was about to tell Leon the truth. He wanted to tell him how much he needed him and that losing him would mean dying. Leon's eyes were calm and understanding, it would be alright. Gwaine wanted to tell him and he was about to. But his biggest enemy, doubt, made him change his mind. ''Leon, you´re right and there is no need to apologise. It was my fault and I need to fix everything, I will talk with Agravaine about going to rescue Arthur.''

''I was going to do that myself.'' Leon said. ''But that's not what I asked you, Gwaine.''

''Oh, you're telling Agravaine?'' Gwaine asked, trying to avoid the question. ''Do you want me to tell that to Percival and Elyan?''

''No, I want you to tell me why you did it.'' Leon said firmly. Gwaine started feeling nervous, that wasn't him at all. What was he supposed to do? Now, telling the other man the truth didn't sound like a good idea. Leon insisted. ''Gwaine?''

''I can't.'' Answered Gwaine after some moments.

''You can't?''

''It's difficult to explain.''

''You can trust me.''

''I know... but...''

''But?''

Gwaine sighed. ''Are you sure you don't want me to..?''

''Gwaine!''

''I did it for you and because of you, okay?!'' Gwaine exploded. ''I did it because I'm stupid and selfish. I know Arthur is more important, but I was only thinking about my happiness: your existence. Leon, I just can't live without you. I know you don't feel the same, but I need you and losing you would mean death.'' He regretted saying all of that as soon as he was finished.

''Gwaine... so you...?'' Leon began asking, surprised as never before. ''Gwaine, I... I understand now... I'm sorry I pressured you, I... I had no idea.''

Gwaine didn't reply, he lowered his head and fought the urge to cry. He had always known that Leon wasn't interested in him. Still, there had also existed a little hope... a hope now dead.

''Oh my... Gwaine, I'm terribly sorry.'' Leon said. ''Forget about this, okay? Forget about the whole thing. I... I'm not angry. I should learn to shut up when... Listen, Gwaine, I will ask Agravaine about rescuing Merlin and Arthur.'' Leon said while covering his face with his hands. Apparently, Gwaine's confession had been a much more unexpected hit than the one that had wounded him. ''If it's okay with you, I don't want this to change anything between us. Gwaine, it's hard for me too, but we need to focus on the king now. If you want, we can talk about this when...''

''It's okay.'' Gwaine said. ''I understand... Percival and Elyan were worried too, do you want them to enter?''

''Alright, thank you, Gwaine.'' Leon sighed, embarrassed. Gwaine stood up and started walking toward the door, but stopped when Leon called him. ''Gwaine... I need to tell you something else. If Agravaine asks what happened with details, don't mention seeing how Arthur was captured. We don't know how he will react, but I'm sure he won't be nice.''

Gwaine nodded and walked away. When he was out of the room, Percival and Elyan asked him about Leon. ''He wants to see you as well.'' That was his answer, said with a tiny and sad voice. After that, he half-ran to his room, he preferred to avoid questions or strange looks. When he got there, he closed the door quickly, sat down on the floor and began to cry. The tears kept coming and coming, Gwaine was a mess.

''Idiot, you're an idiot, you're a stupid idiot, this is all your fault.'' Gwaine kept repeating. He didn't know which was worse: the guilt or the rejection. Yes, of course the capture had been his fault; the possibility of Camelot ending up with no king was his fault. And there was Leon, he had acted as nicely as possible, so understanding; but a voice in his mind kept repeating: he's disgusted and he hates you, you just ruined your whole friendship, he will never love you.

The brave and noble Sir Gwaine cried all night, guilt and sadness flooding his mind. Everything, everything, was pain.

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