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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Arthur had never consider himself as a jealous person. He might be very protective, but never jealous.

He loved Merlin and trusted him with all his heart. Well, that and his high level of self-confidence.

But that particular day, jealousy struck at the heart of Arthur Pendragon.

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Arthur drove out to a small cafe near central London on his silver luxury SUV. He promised Merlin he would meet him there at 2 pm. Arthur looked at his watched and cursed. It's already 3.30 pm.

Fifteen minutes later, Arthur parked the car on the opposite side of the cafe building. He turned off the car and got off immediately.

As he waited for the pedestrian light, Arthur could see Merlin was sitting next to a window. But he also noticed that Merlin wasn't alone. He was talking to an attractive younger man and they seemed to be having a very pleasant conversation.

The blond stopped, took his shades off and narrowed his eyes, trying to figured out who the man was.

The brunette was resting his hand on his chin, with a wide smile across his face. A smile that in Arthur's eyes—was not friendship.

He brushed his messy wavy hair aside without taking those irritating shiny, light blue, and long-lashed eyes out of Merlin.

An unfamiliar tightness in Arthur's chest suddenly emerged when he saw the man leaned over the table. He whispered something on Merlin's ear and made him laughed.

Arthur felt a hot flush run through his veins when the brunette stood up to sit next to his boyfriend. The man put his elbow on Merlin's shoulder and moved his head closer until their cheeks were inches apart. Arthur's stomach knotted at the sight.

Arthur clenched his fist in anger and crushed his shades.

As the light turned green, Arthur ran across the street, stormed into the cafe and stomped towards Merlin.

"Ah, you're here!" Merlin waved as he greeted Arthur with his amazing smile. He didn't seem upset despite the fact Arthur was two hours late. And that somehow annoyed Arthur.

He glanced at Merlin and gave him a brief smile before returning to glowering at the brunette.

Merlin quickly introduced the man to Arthur.

Mordred? what kind of name is that?! It sounded like a name from the 7th century. Arthur laughed at the thought.

"Pleased to meet you, Arthur," Mordred greeted, simply and friendly. He stood up and offered a hand, which of course Arthur didn't take. His lips twitched slightly as he stared down at Mordred. The brunette smiled awkwardly and retracted his hand.

"You're a waiter?"

"Y-yes."

"Well, I'm sure you have something else to do around here beside flirting with someone else's boyfriend." Arthur crossed his arms and shot him a vicious look.

Mordred's smile vanished. His eyebrows shrugged in confusion. "But I wasn't..."

"You can deny all you want, pervert. You think I can't see what's going on? You're trying to kiss him," the blond growled.

"Arthur, stop it. You're being rude!" Merlin demanded. He didn't understand why Arthur acted this way.

Mordred demeanor instantly changed. His voice turned harsh, annoyed and tensed as he furrowed his eyebrows.

"I'm sorry if you thought I was flirting. I was just trying to be nice to Merlin who had been sitting here alone for nearly two hours waiting for his boyfriend, who didn't even bother to call to say sorry for being really late."

Arthur's eyes widened. The emotion flared up in him again. "You bast—"

"Guys, guys! Come on, cut it out!" Merlin shouted at both men who glared at each other furiously. "Mordred, I'm sorry but I think you better leave. Thank you for keeping me company. I appreciate it."

"No problem. I really enjoyed our little conversation. And by the way, based on what you told me, I thought your boyfriend was sweet and wonderful. I didn't know you're dating a grumpy old man instead."

A smug grin was seen on Mordred's mouth as he took an empty mug from the table and rushed over to the counter.

"Why, you little piece of sh—"

"Arthur! Seriously, stop it," the dark brown-haired demanded. He grabbed Arthur's shoulder and literally dragged him out of the cafe towards the car.

"Just what the hell is wrong with you?" he continued shortly after they stepped into Arthur's car.

"I should be the one asking you that! It's obvious he tried to kiss you, and you're gonna let him? What were you thinking?!"

Merlin stared at Arthur, trying to find a word to describe the look on Arthur's face before bursting into laughter.

"What's so funny, clotpole?!" the blond scolded.

"He wasn't trying to kiss me, dollop head. Mordred was planning to ask the red-haired waitress out on a date. He was shy and didn't want her to hear our conversation."

Arthur blinked. There was a deep blush redding his cheeks. He suddenly felt embarrased, stupid and relieved at the same time while Merlin was giving him a goofy grin.

Arthur was jealous. The blond could hardly believe it, his mind refused to accept that odd sensation tingling at the back of his heart.

Arthur gasped when Merlin's moist lips sealed his. His chest rumbled in response and pulled his lover closer to deepened the kiss. He could feel finger nails tighten on the back of his neck before Merlin pulled away. Arthur frowned in confusion, but the dark brown-haired merely smirked as he tugged Arthur's hand toward his.

"I have to admit, you're extremely hot when you're jealous."

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