Alright, here's a big one. Just a warning: It does contain brief smut towards the end, so if it isn't your thing then you can skip past it.
The first week of school passed considerably well, apart from the huge amount of assignments and homework and studying he had to do. He sat with Elena, Gwen and Lance every day and discovered that he and Gwen shared most of their classes together, apart from Maths, but it was alright because he had Lance, even though he was a bit quiet, they had bonded over their love for classic novels.
He had told Gaius that he was going out with Elena for dinner and then they were going back to her place to hang out afterwards, due to Elena's insistent nagging at him coming with her, just to go to this blasted party.
Gaius happily bought the excuse and told him that he was glad that Merlin was making new friends, he said he'd come pick him up around half past ten. If he actually knew where Merlin was going, he'd probably kill him.
Elena hugged Merlin after he told her that Gaius believed him, her eyes shone happily. He could tell that she was kind of pissed at Lance and Gwen for bailing on her.
…
On Friday, when Arthur, Gwen and Merlin sat in History together, again, since Arthur's friends liked to sit without him and snigger about it from the distance, their teacher had made everyone who sat together work on a team project. Precisely a power-point presentation and a speech.
Merlin and Arthur just glanced at each other dejectedly. Merlin could practically hear the other boy's mental groan.
"Why don't you two just get along?" Gwen suddenly pleaded. "Come on, for me."
"What?" Arthur said. "We get along fine, don't we, Merlin?"
And then he proceeded to punch Merlin jokily in the arm.
"Yeah we get along great." Merlin said sarcastically. "I'm sorry, Gwen, we'll try."
"Yeah." Arthur added.
"Thank you, now, do you two want to come over to mine, Monday after school and we'll work on it?" Gwen suggested.
"Sure, I'm up for it." Merlin agreed.
"Yeah same, except I'll have to leave after an hour, because I have training. I'm the Captain, you know." Arthur said pointedly at Merlin.
"What are you trying to impress me?" Merlin mocked.
"Come on you two!" Gwen snapped.
…
Saturday evening soon dawned upon him, Elena was going to be dropped off at his house and the both of them were going to walk there.
Merlin was dressed in a knitted wool jumper with a black t-shirt underneath. He pulled on a pair of dark grey skinny jeans and tied the shoe laces of his bright blue converse. After spritzing a bit of cologne on his face and slipping his phone in his pocket, he jogged downstairs and plunked on the couch next to Gaius, who was watching the evening news.
The party started at 7, and it was 6:43 at the moment, Merlin tapped his foot impatiently but then shot up as he heard the doorbell ring.
"Elena's here." Merlin said to Gaius. "I better get going."
"Alright, have fun, my boy," Gaius replied.
He flung open the door, to be greeted by Elena, who was wearing a pastel yellow dress and a white cardigan.
…
The two of them arrived at Gwaine's earlier than expected but it was alright, as Gwaine welcomed them in with open arms and thrust cups in their direction.
He practically grabbed Merlin away from Elena and began a conversation.
"You look nice tonight." Gwaine smirked, eyeing him up and down.
"Um, thanks, you do too." Merlin blushed, taking in Gwaine's loose black shirt and trousers.
Honestly, he was so smoking hot, that he could pull of anything. And he Irish accent was an added bonus.
Merlin took a sip of the drink; it was mixed vodka and fizzy lemonade. He only aimed to have one drink because he didn't want to get drunk nor tipsy when Elena's dad came to pick them up around 10ish.
"You're from Ealdor, aren't you?" Gwaine questioned.
"Yeah I am," Merlin smiled.
"It's a nice place, I've been before, I love the cute little shops, and cafes, and people." Gwaine smirked. "Especially, the people,"
"Your pick up lines are terrible." Merlin laughed.
Gwaine pulled off a dramatic hurtful look and placed a hand on his chest.
"Oh, Merlin, how you hurt me so.." Gwaine replied. "I'm glad I have the chance to finally talk to you. I wanted to at school but I can never catch you."
"I'm usually sitting with Elena, Gwen and Lance." Merlin giggled.
"Is that an invitation?" Gwaine raised an eyebrow.
They both laughed. Merlin was having a good time; he picked up another drink from the table next to him.
…
Arthur flung open the door of Gwaine's (stupidly) unlocked door and saw his football team scattered across the house, some of them were chatting up girls from their school. He saw other people from the school too, like the upper sixth formers and some other random kids from his year level. It was a pretty packed house, and it was only half past seven. Music was playing at full blast and mainly everyone was dancing like idiots in the lounge room.
His swept around the room for any sign of Gwaine, and he saw him in a corner chatting to Merlin, touching his arm and laughing.
What the fuck were they doing?
He approached the pair and interrupted their conversation.
"Nice party you have going here, Gwaine." Arthur remarked. "But don't you think we should do some shots to get in really going?"
"Yeah, yeah definitely." Gwaine agreed. "Will you help me, Merlin?"
"Of course!" Merlin replied and then smiled sweetly right at Arthur.
Arthur was so pissed and he didn't even though why. It was because of probably the idiot Merlin. He walked right over to the ice bucket and pulled out a can of beer.
He was going to get wasted tonight.
"WHO WANTS TO DO SOME SHOTS?" Gwaine called out, and heaps of students began walking over to the kitchen, including Arthur.
He had tiny plastic shot glasses and began pouring small amounts of tequila into each one. Merlin had just finished chopping up lemon wedges and they were placed in a big bowl for everyone to take alongside a dish of salt.
Soon enough, people were grabbing at the drinks and the lemon, the crowd decreased in the room and Arthur walked up to the pair who didn't even notice that he was there.
Gwaine licked the tip of his finger and ran it down the bare skin of Merlin's slender neck; he added salt on the wetted spot and placed a lemon wedge in Merlin's mouth. He picked up the shot and ran his tongue enticingly down the stretch of neck, flicking at the grains of salt, then quickly downed the tequila and smacked his lips against Merlin, sucking on the lemon slowly.
Arthur could not believe what he had just seen. He was both incredibly aroused and incredibly angry. He coughed consciously at them, eyeing the patch of Merlin's skin that Gwaine had just touched, and the flushed baby pink lips in the perfect Cupid's bow shape.
"What are you staring at, Princess?" Gwaine smirked.
"You being disgusting, as usual. And you're blocking the shots, tosser, so move." Arthur replied grumpily.
…
Arthur was half-hard and piss drunk as Gwen's friend, Elena, started a conversation with him.
He pushed past her and looked around the room for Merlin, yes, he wanted Merlin, with his slim hips and cute bum and high cheekbones and everything else.
…
"So…" Gwaine began. "Want to go upstairs?"
Merlin smiled and pretended to look mock-horrified, he had gotten himself tipsy and felt more confident than before.
"Look Gwaine," Merlin said. "You're really great. Not to mention hilarious. And I have fun with you, I do, you're just really not my type."
He felt a slightly bad, but how could he possibly explain that his type consisted of dumbarse blondes with douchebag attitudes and a tendency of impossibly infuriating him. How had his life turned out like this? He couldn't believe that he actually, liked, Arthur. And he couldn't believe that he had just admitted it to himself, honestly, how much had he drunk?
"Ah well, it was worth a shot wasn't it?" Gwaine laughed it off. "Mates?"
"I would love to be mates." Merlin grinned.
"Does that mean I can still ogle your arse?" Gwaine asked cheekily as he leaned over to kiss Merlin's cheek.
"Oi!" Merlin protested. "Do you know where Elena is? I've tried searching everywhere for her? And I've texted her a few times, we have to leave in a half hour…"
"Nah sorry, I don't, but you should try checking the back garden, because there's a tire swing back there, and when we were growing up as kids, she loved that place." Gwaine advised.
"Anyway, I'm gonna go catch up with Percy and Bors now," Gwaine added, "I'll talk to you later yeah?"
And with a swish of his hair, he walked off in the other distance whilst Merlin started walking down the passage way towards the back entrance door.
…
Arthur saw Merlin's figure parting from Gwaine and walk down the back hallway. He started walking after him.
"Merlin." He called out drunkenly. "Merlin."
…
Merlin heard Arthur yelling out his name. He rolled his eyes and decided to ignore it, turning left to walk through the sliding glass doors.
"Why are you ignoring me?" Arthur whined.
"Because you… you…are a, impossible dollophead." Merlin turned out, glaring at Arthur.
"Dollophead?" Arthur asked confusedly.
"Go away, I'm trying to find Elena." Merlin hissed.
"Just stop- just stop being so- so- " Arthur stumbled out.
"Me?" Merlin growled.
"Yeah exactly." Arthur agreed.
"Why don't you make me?" Merlin spat out.
"Maybe I will," Arthur said in a low voice.
Merlin felt the other boy's strong hands grip his hips, backing him roughly against the wall. He felt Arthur's raging hard on and his heavy body pressed against his and moaned unwillingly.
He was going to come, right there in his pants.
It felt so right despite everything that was happening.
Arthur closed the gap between their faces by pressing his lips violently against his. The kiss was wet, messy and sloppy but they couldn't stop. He could taste tequila in Arthur's mouth, he could taste mint and he could taste chocolate. It was driving him crazy.
Merlin entangled his hands in Arthur's hair and jerked his own body against his, whimpering.
"Wait, wait, stop," Merlin pushed Arthur off him, out of breath. "Someone could catch us."
"I don't care!" Arthur whinged.
"Yes you, do," Merlin insisted.
"Let's go to the bathroom?" Arthur breathed and grabbed Merlin's hand, leading him towards the small room near them.
He pulled off Merlin's jumper and grabbed him, placing a wet kiss on his smooth stretch of neck. The taste of salt still lingered there and he wanted it gone. He bit down on the spot, bruising the pale skin, he tugged at the collar of Merlin's tight t-shirt and licked a trail from the base of his neck right down to his collarbone.
Merlin shivered in excitement and grabbed Arthur's bulge, earning a groan from the other boy. He broke away from Arthur and kneeled down, unzipping his jeans and pulling out his length from his pants.
It was certainly large, and leaking with pre-come. He gazed up at Arthur with wide innocent eyes for permission and Arthur tilted back his head, sighing with anticipation.
Arthur sunk his fingers into Merlin's silky raven hair. Merlin moaned with need and rubbed his soft cheek against Arthur's cock. Merlin watched as Arthur's knees almost collapsed and smirked to himself.
"Get on with it." Arthur growled, tightening his grip on his hair.
Merlin wrapped his hand around the base of Arthur's cock, he pressed his lips against the tip and opened it, taking the thick length in his mouth.
He began moving his hand up and down, slick with come and sweat.
He heard Arthur panting loudly, begging for more and pushing his head forward to take more of the length.
When Arthur finally reached climax, he clumsily pulled Merlin away from him, come sliding down his legs.
When he'd taken a few deep breaths, he helped Merlin get off the tiled bathroom floor and into a heated kiss.
And then suddenly there was a loud knock on the door.
They looked at each other in panic and Arthur fumbled with pulling his jeans up and straightening his shirt.
He placed a hand on Merlin's mouth, signalling him to go stand behind the shower curtain.
The person behind the door turned out to be Elena. She stared at Arthur, horrified.
"I don't even want to know what you're doing in there." She said. "Continue- but have you seen Merlin anywhere?"
"Um, check out front," Arthur mumbled. "He might be waiting for you there."
Elena gave him a disapproving look but thanked him all the same, she marched off in the direction and Arthur slammed the door shut.
"Get out." Arthur said quietly. "Just go."
Merlin just blinked at him, and felt tears welling up at the corner of his eyes.
"What did I do?" Merlin whispered.
"This is wrong and I'm drunk." Arthur replied simply.
"Well you weren't drunk and it clearly didn't seem wrong to you when I caught you shagging the waiter at the restaurant!" Merlin nearly shouted and grabbed his jumper of the ground.
"You don't know shit." Arthur muttered.
"Well obviously I don't. But I'm glad this didn't happen." Merlin said angrily. "Because, I can't actually believe that I'd go as low, as you."
Merlin tried to hold back the tears as he barged out of the room and through the ground, searching for Elena.
He saw her resting against the door frame; she worriedly smiled at him and waved him over.
"My dad texted that the driver's on his way," Elena said. "You alright?"
"Yeah," Merlin sighed. "Just tired."
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