This could be considered a sequel to drabble number six, "Beg" if you so wish, but it could stand on its own, I guess.

equine 14, one of your requests is written and waiting for its turn on the screen. I have all of these numbered, yours is... *goes off to look* ... number twelve. I will get to it, promise!

IDOM.


Attenuate:

When Merlin woke up the next night, no one was quite as overjoyed as Arthur. Merlin had to smile weakly as Arthur hovered over him like a….well, like a big brother. The older of the two had been talking nonstop about things that had been going on since Merlin fell unconscious. And he complains about me talking too much! Merlin thought. It was quite ironic to the boy.

In a few days time, Merlin was back to work. If he noticed that there weren't as many chores to do as per usual, he didn't say anything. Arthur just smiled.