So here I am with this again.
Found this document I had which was titled 'You could be sad about your OTP but consider'. I have obviously saved it from Tumblr or something like that at one point as I decided to write them as part of this. So this is the first of eight. And they will be different parings to wet the appetite of all.
Also I am going to open prompts. So please leave one for any AU or story line you like for whatever paring or character and I will attempt to write it.
I will be back soon with a multi-chapter story. My exams meant I got behind with writing and I wasn't where I wanted to before I posted it. I am on a roll with writing at the moment so hopefully Apartment Magic will be up 2nd February.
Title: Breakfast
Characters: Merlin, Morgana
Paring: Mergana
Word Count: 483
Summary: You could be sad about your OTP but consider one making awful breakfast for the other and the other eating it because they appreciate it that much
Merlin awoke to the smell of burning. He panicked as he felt the bed beside him empty. Soon enough, the fire alarm sounded.
He covered his hands over his ears as he got up. He grabbed the closest t-shirt and pulled it over his head before he placed his hands back over his ears. He wondered from the bedroom to the kitchen. He could hear her cursing, saying that this wasn't how it was supposed to be.
Merlin pushed open the door to the kitchen to see it in a mess, with his girlfriend standing in the middle of it all. She turned when she heard the door.
"You're not supposed to be up." Morgana shouted over the fire alarm.
Merlin walked over to the windows and opened the up as wide as they would go before closing the kitchen door again. The cold October air swept in and took out most of the smoke with it. Soon enough the fire alarm stopped and Merlin closed the window again.
"You're not supposed to be up." She repeated.
"Well I don't think I would have slept through that."
"I just … It is your day off. You have been working overtime and I have hardly seen you and when I do you are always so tired. I know you usually cook because I am useless. But I thought it didn't look too hard. I just wanted to do something nice for you."
Merlin walked over to the oven to see the blacken bacon and sausages. He pulled the tray out.
"I'm sorry."
"No don't worry it can still be saved."
She had put all this work into trying to do something nice for him. The least he could do would be eat some burnt bacon and sausages.
"I was going to do all the works."
Merlin removed the tray from the hob before he went and sat at the breakfast bar. He watched as she went to the hob and placed the frying pan on it. Burnt bacon and sausages. He hoped that she could cook an egg properly.
When she served it to him, he knew that most of what was on the plate wasn't edible.
"Come on, I treat us to breakfast." She said taking the plate from him.
"No." He said, placing his hand on her arm to keep the plate there. "You have gone to all this trouble."
He could feel her watching him eat it. He stopped after the fifth mouthful.
"You can't eat it." She said.
"I really wish I could."
"Come on, get changed. Breakfast is on me." She said as she left the room.
Merlin smiled to himself. The next time he had the day off, he was going to get up with her and teach her how to cook a full English properly. Maybe one day she would serve something edible, but today just wasn't that day.