"So." Morgana took a sip from her wine glass. "How did he just waltz in like that?"

Arturia sighed. "I've said it a couple of times already, Morgana. He opened the door and entered. It is not so hard to understand, dear sister."

"I am very shocked, I mean. He did go through all the security."

Arturia noticed that Diarmuid seemed very uncomfortable, as was expected when Morgana wanted to gossip about his brother and what he'd done. He was embarrassed and completely bashful. Arturia could tell that he was trying to hide his face and stop any sudden movements for fear they'd notice him or something.

"What about Merlin?" Arturia wanted to change the subject. "Will he be joining us anytime soon?"

Morgana offered a shrug and sipped at her wine once more. "His patient is having a dire emergency, as he put it. He said he'd be home as soon as he could be. I do hope that he'll be here for the weekend."

"What happened with his patient?"

"She was experiencing some complications. But, it should be well now. I don't think it's something to worry about, Merlin always takes care of them very well."

Arturia nodded. "I'm sure he does. I've never had a problem with him."

"Diarmuid," Morgana smiled as his head shot towards her, "I had a very important question to ask you. Well...not very important, really. I was just very curious."

He tilted his head. "Y-yes?"

"You see." She pulled out her phone from the purse she'd been carrying about. "I saw a magazine while my husband and I were at the airport, and well...It said Youth and you were dating."

"Dating?" He coughed. He had to control himself, beating his chest slightly to control himself. "Where did you read that?"

"In a magazine." Morgana showed a picture to both Arturia and Diarmuid before she set her phone back down. "Not a very credible magazine but they are rather influential. I thought I'd bring it up since Arturia has very strong views of her models dating."

Arturia glared at her sister. "Morgana please, my models can date whoever they want. I'd just prefer it if they didn't date people from rivalling agencies."

Diarmuid couldn't filter himself. "Why?"

She turned towards him. "You're completely allowed to date her, I do not intend to break you two up for any reason whatsoever."

"Oh no." He blushed. "No, I-we, uh, we are not dating. I don't… we...no. I just…"

"Break-ups are sometimes nasty between agencies...they tend to get...out of hand. Gawain dated a couple of women from different agencies and that never ended well, especially when he cheated on one of them After that, I'd rather save myself the headache if my models date from other agencies."

"Ah." He slowly nodded. "I see."


"Are you feeling better?" Arturia asked as they walked through the gardens of her house.

It was late in the evening and they had already shared dinner and a tea. Since it was the weekend, Arturia didn't bother going to sleep early since the agency wasn't open during the weekends. She was glad she could spend some time with Diarmuid to make sure he was comfortable, she felt a little guilty he was spending the whole day alone.

The wind blew light and since she had her hair down, it slowly danced in the breeze. It was a warm evening, which allowed them to be out in the gardens.

Diarmuid was seated on a bench in front of a fountain that was lit by many light posts that lined it. He looked over at Arturia and smiled at her. "Yes." He nodded.

"If you are ever feeling down, or in pain, please do inform me." She took a seat next to him on the stone bench.

He smiled and nodded once more. "Of course."

They sat in silence and looked at the fountain. The constant bubbling of the water and the rustling of the leaves filled the air. It was calming to be there alone, far away from any busy city, or even from any human. It was serene.

They slowly turned towards one another and Diarmuid couldn't help but notice a lock of her hair that clouded her features. A sudden urge took over him and he didn't think it through before he reached out and pushed the lock of her golden hair behind her ear. His eyes fell to her lips as they slowly parted in confusion. He leaned forward slightly.

Diarmuid felt a shock run through his body and his heart swelled in his chest. What the hell was he thinking? He pulled away and cleared his throat, trying to refresh his mind by looking at the water flow.

"My parents will return tomorrow, they said. It would be nice if they could meet you. Well." She stared at the fountain too. "They've never formally met any of my models, other than Gawain, of course. I'm certain they'd take a liking to you."

"An earl? I couldn't possibly meet an earl. What would I even say?" He felt it there, when he repeated it. Her father was an earl, Arturia was...high above him. He should never be able to even think about kissing her. What had been running through his mind? The fact that he could even push her hair back made him feel horrible. She was basically a royal, what the hell?

"Anything." She shrugged. "My father is very easy to talk to, he loves dogs and hunting, and what man doesn't like dogs?"

Her tone was light and he noticed she'd made a joke.

"Dogs are very nice," he mumbled. "I just feel very intimidated and a little scared. I didn't think that he would find me very interesting."

A smile lit her face. "Cars. You two can talk about cars. My father loves them, he even has a couple here, he could show you tomorrow. It'd be nice if he would have someone to share his hobbie with."


short chapter bc I wanted to get content out before finals.
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