Arthur/Gwen, Gwaine. Gwaine picks out the perfect wedding gift. (eurydice72)
The Gift - Arthur/Gwen - G
The package arrives three weeks after the wedding. It is large, flat and heavy. Guinevere waits until Arthur comes home from work before opening it.
"What is it?" Arthur asks.
Gwen just looks at him.
"Okay, stupid question. It's from Gwaine?"
"Yeah."
"Why does that make me nervous?"
"Because it's Gwaine. He's unpredictable, and you don't like unpredictability." She studies the box, still on the kitchen table. "I don't think it's sex toys. It doesn't rattle."
Arthur barks a short laugh. "Open it."
"You open it."
Arthur reaches down and tears the brown paper away, revealing a plain white box beneath. "Hmm."
He opens one end of the box and slides out a large, framed, poster-sized painting of the two of them sealing their marriage vows with a kiss.
It was their favorite photo from the wedding, rendered perfectly in oils.
"Bloody hell," Arthur supplies. "Are you sure this is from Gwaine?" he asks. He looks over to see Gwen wiping her eyes and nodding.
He turns the painting over. There is a note on the back.
Dear Arthur and Gwen,
Your fireplace has a big empty spot above it.
Love you both, Gwaine