A/N: MAJOR Gwen/Lancelot. I'm actually very proud of this chapter. There's also pointless Gwaine/Percival in there. Just so you know. Anyway, on to the story. J R&R appreciated.

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Gwen ran through the near-empty hallways, face buried in her hands. She hardly noticed when she ran into someone.

"Sorry…" she said, looking up after wiping the tears from her soft brown eyes.

"It's alright. I'm more concerned about you…"

"Lancelot…" Gwen choked out and held him tightly by the abdomen, burring her face in his chest.

Lancelot had been told what had happened, although he couldn't exactly tell her someone had witnessed her embarrassment. He held her head lightly to his chest.

"Gwen, what happened?"

"A-Arthur… he… I…" Lance pulled her softly off him.

"Calm down, okay?"

Gwen nodded her head and took a deep breath. "Me and Arthur had a bit of an um… well… we broke up."

Lance pulled her back into his embrace. "I'm so sorry, Gwen." He kissed her softly on the forehead.

Gwen laughed softly. "I shouldn't put this on you…"

"It's fine, really," Lance stopped for a moment. "I like comforting you… holding you, and telling you everything will be okay."

Gwen stared up at him. "What are you trying to say?" she breathed.

"I-I love you, Gwenivire… and I totally understand if you don't feel the same. I mean, you clearly loved Arthur, so…"

The brunette shook her head. "Just… I need time…" she whispered, still clutching on to Lance.

"Of course…"

"Are you sure no one comes down here?

"You know, you're not the only one I've been with," Gwaine looked up at Percy with a slutty smirk.

"God, Gwaine," Percy growled under his breath, his arousal clear in his voice.

"Horny boy…" Gwaine teased and ran his fingers lightly over Percy's forming erection. "I better not catch you moaning Merlin's name," Gwaine chuckled and dropped to his knees.

"Wouldn't dream of it," Percy moaned, grabbing handfuls of the other man's hair.

Merlin felt a hand grasp his shoulder and a familiar voice say, "I need to talk to you about something."

Merlin turned towards Gwaine. "What? You want a threesome? No."

The larger man laughed. "No, but if you're ever up for it—" He laughed a bit harder when he felt a lithe fist on his arm. Gwaine quickly gathered himself and cleared his throat. "but seriously. It's about Arthur."

"I've told you about a million times, Arthur is just my friend and that's all I'll ever be to him." Merlin's heart ached at the words.

"I'm not sure that's the case. See, I stayed in the locker room a little late and I… over heard something I maybe shouldn't have…"

Merlin cocked an eyebrow.

"Arthur and Gwen were uh… getting 'into it' and let's just say the name he moaned wasn't hers, it was yours."

The pale boys eyes widened and he began to cough. "Mine?"

Gwaine nodded. "You should talk to him about that." The shorter man started walking away. "See you 'round."

Merlin climbed into the passenger seat of Arthur's black Jaguar, wringing his hands. "Hey, Arthur…"

"Hey, Merlin. Is everything alright?" Arthur stared at Merlin and raised an eyebrow.

"I, uh… heard about you and Gwen… and why…"

Arthur flushed red. "W-What did you h-hear?" he stammered.

Merlin rubbed the back of his neck. "I, um…" he took a deep breath and looked up to meet his friends eyes. "Did… you mean it?"

Arthur bit his lip and stared down at his hands. "If what you heard was what actually happened, then yes. I did." He looked back up at the younger boy.

Merlin's throat went dry. "What if what I heard was wrong?"

Arthur sighed. "There's only one way to find out," he said before kissing Merlin softly.