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And all my fears creep and crawl across my skin and
These four walls are after me and moving in
And all that I want to do
Is give up, give in, let this one stay where it is

Merlin had gone home and cried himself to sleep.

The whole argument had been stupid. Why had he been so defensive? Arthur would never want him back. Maybe Edwin had been right.

*Flashback*

"Merlin, You're so pathetic." Edwin held him down on the bed by his throat. "Throwing yourself at anything with a dick."

"I didn't. I swear. We were just talking." Merlin's voice was barely a whisper, but it didn't matter. He knew better to keep his mouth shut.

"Don't be so naïve. Despite what you think, I'm the only one that gets to fuck you. Do you know why?"

Merlin felt fingernails digging into sensitive skin. "No," he answered.

"Because nobody else wants you!"

*End Flashback*

He could still feel the slap on his cheek.

No! He shook his head to clear the cobwebs of the past. He was better than this. He wasn't the same naïve kid. If Arthur didn't, he would be okay. He would move on.

A flashing light caught his eye. His cellphone was lit up on the nightstand.

6 New Voicemails.

"Hey, Merlin, it's me. It's, uh, Arthur. I really want to talk to you. Just give me a call when you get this. Bye."

"Hey. It's me again. I know I said some stupid things before but I didn't say them out of cruelty. I'm on your side. I don't want to clog your voicemail, so I'll just call you tomorrow."

"I know I said I wouldn't call again, but I've had a bit to drink. You know, liquid courage and all that. I just want to say I'm sorry. I just want us to be closer. I didn't mean to push you or anything. Just please call me back. You won't regret it."

"Merlin! *hiccup* I think I might be *hiccup* drunk. I miss you! You're so pretty, Merlin. You have pretty eyes, and pretty lips, and really pretty cheekbones. And you get all *hiccup* sparkly when you smile."

"Merlinmerlinmerlinmerlin. It's 4 o'clock, Merlin! I'm sitting outside of your apartment. I brought you coffee! It's warm and sweet, just like you! Come outside so we can have breakfast!"

"Merlin! It's 4:05! You're probably asleep. I'll sit outside until you wake up because that's what good boyfriends do!"

Merlin ran to the front door.

It was now 10:27.

Arthur had been sitting outside his apartment for six hours and twenty-two minutes.

The sight of Arthur slumped against the corridor wall asleep with cold coffee spilled down his pants did funny things to Merlin's heart. He reached down and gently shook Arthur's shoulder.

"Wake up sleepy head." He whispered.

"Merlin?" Arthur asked, drowsiness seeping into his voice. "I waited for you."

He gave his boyfriend a fond smile. "I know."

But I don't suppose I will

Song: Under Control by Parachute