Merlin

"How much time have we got?" Merlin panted, burying his hands into Arthur's blonde hair as the other boy enveloped his cock with his mouth.

"5 minutes, tops." Arthur pulled his lips off, before going at it again.

"Oh god," Merlin whimpered, pushing deeper into Arthur's wet lips.

It wasn't exactly a spectacular meet up spot during classes, the dirty old broom closet under the sixth form stairs, but it was pretty private, and the best they could do.

Ever since they had slept together, it was difficult to keep their hands to themselves when they were around each other. And life couldn't get any better at the moment, for Merlin, his incessant cheery attitude had received a few suspicious glances from all his friends and Gaius, and even Hunith, whom he had, rang just the other day.

But everything was going great, his grades were great, his 'relationship' with Arthur was good, his friendship with Elena and Gwen were good, Lance did seem distant, but Merlin concluded that the poor boy probably had a massive amount of preparation to do as the school debating team's first debate was upcoming. But aside from that, Merlin couldn't help but look forward to Christmas break, which was drawing upon them, beginning in just a couple of weeks.

"I'm going to, Arthur, oh, I'm going to come." Merlin moaned just as he reached his climax.

Arthur wiped his lips with the back of his hand, and offered Merlin a couple of tissues stuffed in his back pocket. After cleaning up a little, they departed ways.

Arthur had gone back to his French class, and Merlin washed up in the boy's toilets before sprinting back to Maths, returning back to his usual spot, next to Lance.

"You've been gone a long time," Lance commented quietly.

"Yeah, um, big line in the bathroom." Merlin replied breathlessly, fidgeting with his calculator.

"Emrys. Du Lac. Quiet!" The Maths teacher ordered, before continuing writings equations on the whiteboard.

Lance simply raised his eyebrows at him, kept his lips in a thin line and didn't say a word.

Arthur

"Did you take a long shit?" Gwaine snickered, as Arthur resumed his place next to him on the desk.

"No," Arthur punched him in the shoulder. "Arse."

Arthur picked up his pen and began copying vocab from Gwaine's book into his own.

When the lesson finally finished and everyone gathered their books and scrambled out of the classroom, Arthur rushed to his locker and after cramming textbooks into his bag and slamming the locker door shut, he walked over towards Merlin who was chatting away to Elena.

"Merlin, you ready to go?" Arthur interrupted, earning a glare from Elena.

"Yeah," Merlin grinned. "I'm tutoring him in Maths, see, he's awful at it, like really really bad, and he needs good grades in order to play on the team."

"I'm not that bad." Arthur frowned; they were using Merlin tutoring Arthur as an excuse to 'hang out'.

"Yes, you are." Merlin turned to Arthur.

"Merlin!" Lance called out, approaching them. "You promised you'd help with my speech afterschool?"

Merlin mentally groaned. He'd been too distracted, and his mind on other things in class to pay actual attention to Lance. He felt bad, but he decided that Arthur could wait; he and Lance barely spent any time together anymore.

"Sorry Arthur," Merlin grimaced. "I did promise. We'll do it another time, yeah?"

"I suppose." Arthur positively glowered at him.

Merlin shrugged and walked off in the other direction with Lance.

"I'll help you with maths? I'm alright at it, but if you really are that bad then I suppose…" Elena offered.

"No, it's alright. Thanks for asking though, I'll see you tomorrow, though," Arthur replied, not unkindly.

Man, he was pissed at Merlin. As if the idiot would ditch him for Lance.

Merlin

He and Lance had gone to the Camelot Library, throwing their bags on the ground and plopping on the squishy bean bags.

"So what's the issue about?" Merlin asked.

"That single-sex schools offer better education co-ed schools." Lance answered thoughtfully. "Our team is against the matter."

"Well the topic's silly, it depends on what school you go to, doesn't it?" Merlin replied.

"I know, that is one of the key ideas we're focusing on. Anyway," Lance muttered, pulling out a notebook from his bag. "Can I read the draft to you?"

"Yeah of course go ahead," Merlin smiled.

Lance quietly read out the whole speech, but Merlin's thoughts were elsewhere, focused primarily on Arthur, their Christmas break, what they could do, he smiled.

"Merlin?" Lance questioned. "Merlin?"

"What? Sorry?" Merlin blurted apologetically.

"It's alright, no, I was just asking you on what you thought on point two, I mean, Gwen usually does this with me, and doing this with Elena is the worst, so…" Lance explained.

"No, no, that's alright," Merlin smiled. "Keep going."

"Merlin, actually, I've been wanting to speak with you for a while now, that's why I asked you to come. I didn't know how to tell you I knew, but, um, this is quite awkward, and embarrassing. But, I know about you and Arthur." Lance mumbled.

I know about you and Arthur.

Merlin froze, panicking slightly, fingers trembling.

"Sorry, I don't know what you mean." Merlin said falsely.

"I saw you kissing behind the bike shed," Lance responded simply. "I know it's true, don't try to deny it."

"I don't know what to say," Merlin said honestly.

"In case you're wondering, no, I haven't told anyone up to this point, and I don't plan to. I'm not the kind of person to do that kind of thing, but let me ask you this." Lance paused. "How could you do that to Gwen? She is the kindest, loveliest and nicest person that I have ever met."

"It just happened." Merlin confessed. "We didn't mean for it, I don't want to hurt her,"

"How long has it been going on?" Lance enquired.

"A little more than two months," Merlin admitted.

"I've never liked Arthur, respected him, yes, but now that little ounce of respect I had for him has gone. Couldn't he have at least broken up with her? Because when she finds out, she's going to be absolutely devastated." Lance exasperated.

"He didn't want to break up with her while she's in Paris; he was going to end things the moment she arrived." Merlin muttered.

"Are you in love with him?" Lance asked curiously.

"I think I am." Merlin murmured.

"Does he love you back?" Lance persisted.

"Well, emotions aren't really Arthur's thing, so I have no idea. And I know I'm drifting off topic but I've wondered about this for ages and I have to ask you. Are you in love with Gwen?" Merlin asked softly.

"Honestly, yes, she was the first friend I made in high school. I was really shy, and she took me under her wing. But then, Arthur Pendragon came along and he was- he was the knight in shining armour, really popular and charming. I don't know they kind of became friends when Arthur's mother died about two years ago; they never really talked before then. " Lance smiled sadly.

"I'm sorry," Merlin replied grimly. "I'm sorry, you must hate me."

"I don't hate you, I could never hate you, I guess, I thought more of you, and I was actually confused because I thought there was something going on between you and Gwaine, as well as Arthur." Lance shrugged.

"No, just, no, why would you think I was with Gwaine?" Merlin asked.

"Literally everyone thinks you two are dating, there are so many rumours." Lance answered. "Like your kiss at the football, the party and you're always hanging out together."

"Gwaine kissed me at the football because some homophobic arsehole was making vulgar comments towards him; it was to prove a point." Merlin said tiredly. "And rumours, what rumours, people actually talk about me?"

"You'd be surprised at the amount of people talking about you." Lance replied truthfully. "And also, that kiss is all over facebook."

"What?" Merlin shot out. "I haven't seen it, wouldn't I be tagged in it, if I were?"

"What?" Lance asked, surprised, pulling out his iPhone to scroll through facebook. "Let me show you,"

"I literally have a little more than forty friends on facebook, that's about it. No wonder I didn't see it, but how could they put it up without my permission?" Merlin questioned worriedly.

"We are going so off topic here, but here it is." Lance flashed the screen in his face, displaying a picture of Gwaine smashing his mouth against his own, and people laughing and smiling in the background.

Some guy, according to Lance, who was in the team, had put it up. It had gained over sixty likes, and several comments saying that it was 'soooo cute'. What the hell? They didn't even know him.

"What is this fuckery?" Merlin questioned, relaxing back against the bean bag.

"Don't ask me," Lance chuckled, before coughing pointedly. "We are going off topic… so you and Arthur…?"

"Arthur and I… so um." Merlin began.

"I'm not happy with this but tell me the whole story," Lance said serenely.

"Once upon a time… A young man named…" Merlin replied sarcastically. "I'm kidding, so what actually happened was…"

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