Disclaimer: Merlin (BBC TV Series) belongs to Johnny Capps and Julian Murphy

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Modern AU, Boy Love, Short Chapters (Oneshots)

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Since English is not my first language, I'd like to apologize for any grammar/spelling mistakes.

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"Can we use the stairs?"

"Are you nuts? Should I remind you that we're on seventh floor? We'll be soaking wet by the time we get to the ground floor."

"B-but..."

"No buts. Come on, the boys are waiting downstairs." Arthur pulled Merlin's arms and forced him to walked into the elevator.

The dark brown-haired could feel the tension hanging in the air when the doors slid shut and separated them both from the rest of the world.

The elevator was on the fourth floor when Arthur noticed Merlin's hands were shaking. Realizing Arthur was staring, Merlin quickly hid his hands behind his back and smiled awkwardly.

"Claustrophobia," he almost whispered.

"Huh?"

"Fear of being trapped in small places," Merlin answered as his hands began to sweat.

"Duh, I know what claustrophobia is, Merlin. I never knew you have that kind of phobia." The man brought himself closer to Merlin to wrapped his arms around his shoulder and kissed his cheek.

"There. Feel better? Nothing is going to happen, trust me."

Arthur spoke too soon.

Clanging sound was heard before the lift came to a juddering halt. The impact nearly made both men fell onto the floor. Arthur moved forward to the control panel and pushed the emergency call button, but no one answered. He tried to push the buttons randomly, hoping that could jolt the lift back in action. But so far it wasn't working.

"Great. Out of all time, this has to happen now?!" he yelled.

"Arthur... please stop it," Merlin begged with a trembling voice. The man sat himself down while trying to stabilized his breath.

"S-sorry," Arthur muttered and sat next to Merlin. "Well, at least the lights are still on. We're going to be ok, trust me."

A second later, the lights went off.

Goddammit!

The blond quickly took his phone, turned the light on and dialled Gwaine's number. But before Arthur could speak to Gwaine, the elevator jumped a bit. The phone fell out of Arthur's hand and slid to the otherside.

"Leave it. Please, stay with me," Merlin nagged as Arthur leaned forward to take his phone.

"But..."

The younger male shook his head and pulled Arthur closer. The blond realized Merlin's breathing had slightly returned to normal and he had stopped shaking.

"You know, I've read about this phobia before. You need to distract your mind."

"Yeah? Like how exactly?" Merlin replied, arching an eye brow.

"Err... I don't know. I... I can sing a song for you!"

"Oh God, please don't."

Arthur tilted his head and frowned. "What? Why? My voice isn't that bad... is it?"

Merlin laughed then brushed his hair back. Arthur might be a very talented actor and a great lover but he was a lousy singer. As much as he loved Arthur, Merlin couldn't stand the blond's voice when he sang a song.

"Well, at least I made you laugh," Arthur pouted.

Merlin turned his head and found Arthur's crystal blue eyes shone brightly in the dim of light. He loved those eyes. He couldn't looked away from them. He wanted to drown in them. So hypnotizing.

The next thing he knew, his hands were cupping Arthur's cheeks and pressed his lips against those warm and luscious ones, momentarily forgetting his fear.

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To be continued to Elevator - Part II

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A/N: Just a little warning, next chapter will contain lime/mild lemon, idk.

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