A/N: Mystery solved! This set of drabbles is written on the request of not bitter just twisted.
"Arthur, you can't do this!"
"Yes I can. I'm the king."
"He'll get killed!"
"Merlin, Gawain is a perfectly capable knight. Your concern breaks my heart, really, but he'll be fine."
Merlin glared. "This is something you'd usually send at least fifteen men to do!"
"Gawain is easily worth fifteen men."
"Please, Arthur," Merlin grabbed Arthur's arm as the king began to walk away. "For me. As my friend. Please send some men with him."
"No. It would be a waste of troops." Arthur wrenched his arm from Merlin's grasp and continued to walk. His pace was so fast that Merlin was forced to trot alongside him.
"Why are you sending him?" Merlin demanded. "What are you punishing him for?"
Arthur whirled around and pushed Merlin back against the wall. The other boy went limp in surprise. "For kissing you," he hissed out angrily. His face was so close that Merlin could feel the king's breath tickling his cheek.
"Arthur…" Merlin whispered. Arthur still held onto Merlin's wrists, so it was impossible for him to wriggle free, but Merlin wasn't exactly trying to escape.
"I don't want anyone to kiss you but me," Arthur said, before brutally pressing his lips to Merlin's.