In 1940s, kids have grown up. M/M, hypothetical past AU continued.
THE ACT
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Morgana feels the most accomplished on the day she struts down the aisle in her pristine white dress.
The role 'housewife' never falls easy on her. But as their 'Hi honey' routine dissolves into a hot and bothered make-out sessions, Morgana reckons she might as well make it work. In truth, there is nothing proper about the things she plans for him on the kitchen counter, but this is her husband and this is their home.
It gives her something to occupy her mind with. While other women fix shirts and prepare dinners, she irons her dresses and pins up delicate bobs, knowing full well he will not be able to help himself and run his hands through it all, rumple up her skirts in sweaty palms on her thighs, and later - recovering - apologizes for it. (Holds her like porcelain. Breathes in her neck. Completely still for a while.)
They break their marital routine, over and over, and she forgets the desperation within.
It's as though they both know it will be short-lived, somehow. That in a few years they will take a wrong train, that in a matter of years their dollhouse will collapse.
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Morgana woke up on the plane. The windows were darkened and Merlin was quietly asleep beside her, earbuds fallen out, the iPod still on.
It was fine, she reassured herself. They both flew on.