A/N: Hello, my friends! It's officially four minutes into 2012 where I am. It's not too horrible, yet. ;) I hope y'all have a safe and happy new year! Thank you so much for r&ring! It means more than I can say, really!
I'm picturing this drabble taking place maybe five years after Arthur and Gwen are married. Merlin's Court Warlock, and for whatever reason, decided to start charting stars one night, which led to a rather strange obsession with the night sky. Ooh, maybe I'll elaborate on this idea. It's not a bad one. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: not mine
Rating: K+
Genre: Romance
Characters: Arthur, Guinevere
Pairings: Arthur/Gwen
Warnings: sappiness
Prompt: Stars (The Edge of Glory)
107. Stars
In the long run, it wouldn't be all that important. One moment out of billions of them all stacked together. No one would remember it in the end.
Well, almost no one.
"Make a wish," he whispered into her ear.
"On what?"
Arthur lifted his chin to the sky just as a trail of light scored a white line across it.
"Merlin says it's called a comet."
Gwen smiled. Their friend had recently taken a fancy to astronomy.
"It's beautiful." A pause. "I can't think of anything to wish for."
"I'm…hoping that's a good thing."
"Very good thing, my love."
Cheers!
~Melpomene