"Merlin, you don't have to do this." Gwen bluttered out as the reached the front stone steps that lead up to the victorian styled house. It's red doors glaring into Merlin boring through to his soul.
"Yes I do, Gwen." Merlin spoke, but he was only trying to convince himself, "If i don't do this now then he'll just keep on doing the same stuff to me over and over. I won't let him have that control in my life." Gwen sighed heavily, knowing that she wasn't going to be able to talk Merlin out of this. He was hard headed and persistente. Too much like Gwen for her taste. Merlin walked up to the doors, ignoring their daunting scowls.
Before Merlin could even try to knock on the doors they burst open, and there stood a 6' tall broad shouldered black haired blue eyed man. "Hello Merlin." the other male slurred. "Have you decided to come crawling back to me?"
"N..n...n...no... Mordred." Merlin stuttered looking away from the taller mans peircing eyes.
Mordred just laughed a blood curdling laugh and leaned in to Merlin and whispered in his ear, "I don't belevie you." Merlin wanted to gag. Mordred's breath and cloths reaked of alcohol, "I know that you love me Merlin and I know thaf no matter what I do, no matter how hard i push you will always come back to me."
Gwen had been watching and listning from the bottom of the starirs, and she could tell that Merlin was in trouble. She marched up the steps to Merlin grabbing his hand and speaking in her back-the-hell-off-or-I'll-go-kick-ass-all-over-you tone of voice, "Just so you know Merlin isnt into you anymore; you're not stable, you can't hold down a job, and you always smell like alcohol so if you could please stop calling the house at 2 o'clock in the morning and leave us be that would be great." Gwen glared at Mordred daring him to say anything he opened his mouth and Gwen cocked an eyebrow at him and automaticaly Mordred closed it. Gwen smiled and then turned to Merlin, "Come on Merlin we have some celibrating to do."
The bar was loud and crowded there was hardly any room for Merlin to walk back to the table that he and Gwen were sitting at. On the way back Merlin got shoved into a wall spilling the drinks he was carrying all over himself. He was about to yell at whatever idiot had done this to him but when he looked to his left he stopped dead in his tracks. A blonde hair blue eyed god was looking him in the eyes. "Oh my God!" He cried over the roar of the Music, "I am such an idiot!"
"No, no. Really its okay." Merlin shouted back, I should have been paying attention!"
"Well at least let me buy you another round." Merlin blushed but nodded at the gurgeos man standing in front of him that was giving him an award winning smile. "Good my names Arthur by the way."
"I'm Merlin."