Of Love and Friendship, and Sorrow and Loss

by FreyInWonderland

Arthur set himself down on a moss-covered rock and stretched his legs out in front of him. His sword lay, discarded, on the other side of the valley. Arthur looked down at the large gash on his stomach and groaned, dropping his head to his hands.

10. Chapter 10

Sorry it's so short x

It took Merlin approximately five seconds to realise that he could no longer breathe. He lifted a hand to Arthur's cheek and pulled his head away, a small smile on his cherry-red lips. He looked into Arthur's dazzling blue eyes, and Arthur looked back. They sat in silence for a moment of two, Arthur's hand gripping onto Merlin's shirt, and Merlin's stroking his cheek. Then Arthur chuckled, and Merlin's brows knitted together. He chewed on his bottom lip, thoughtfully.

'What?' he asked, in almost a whisper. Arthur shook his head slightly, his eyes flickering to Merlin's lips.

'You're blushing.' Merlin looked, embarrassed, to the forest floor, suddenly aware of the heat rising in his cheeks. Arthur laughed again, and Merlin dropped his hand to his shoulder.

'Well,' he started. 'What did you expect? I just made out with the king.' He lifted his head and beamed at Arthur.

'Don't. Ever say that again.' He said, mockingly. His hand slid lower and landed on Merlin's waist, and the servant's blush returned. Arthur smiled at the man, lovingly, before pulling him closer and gently pressing their lips together once again.