Disclaimer: I don't own Merlin
Indulge
Merlin turned his head slightly to look at Freya sitting in the chair across the room from him and stretched his leg out a bit. He'd held the position for well over an hour and his muscles were starting to complain.
"What are you doing? I haven't finished yet!"
Merlin groaned and shot a fake glare at Freya who only smiled back before returning to her canvas. The room was only more filled with the sound of scratchings. This was the last time that he was volunteering himself as a model for Freya to indulge in her love of drawing.
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