Slowly Merlin turned. There he stood. An everlasting legend. In all his angel like beauty. There was Arthur.
Exactly how Merlin remembered.
Exactly what merlin had waited for.
Exactly what Merlin fell for.
"What took you so long?" Arthur asked.
Every breath, every heartbeat, every footstep, every dream, every second, every minute, every hour, every day he had to wait had come to this.
Merlin threw his arms around Arthur's neck. Arthur hugged Merlin tighter.
As much as merlin knew he would deny it, Arthur had tears in his eyes too. Even if he said it was just "the rain on his face!" merlin knew better. Not even the rain could seep through their warm tight embrace.
Merlin could have sworn he heard a thousand years playing on the wind.
