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 woke up that morning to the glorious smell of his favorite breakfast. Pancakes. Rolling to his side, Arthur couldn't find Merlin. The blond raised his naked upper body as his navy blue eyes scanned the apartment.
"Merlin?" Arthur whispered croakly.
He was about to go back to sleep when he heard noisy sounds. The thirty-year-old stretched his body before slowly threw on his black sweatpants. Scratching his neck, Arthur dragged his feet to find the source of the noise.
In the small yet comfortable and practical kitchen, Arthur found his precious. The dark brown-haired was mixing the batter while occasionally flipping the pancakes on the pan. He was too busy making a perfect breakfast for Arthur, he didn't notice that he was being observed intensely.
Arthur leaned against the wall as his eyes swept over Merlin's slim and well-formed body that was wrapped in a white sleeveless undershirt. The magnificent golden color of the morning sun from a window next to him made the man glowed like an angel.
Arthur's blue orbs roamed down Merlin's back. He couldn't help but to giggle when he realized Merlin was wearing his Snoopy boxers. They were red and a couple sizes too big. Merlin had the waistband rolled up around his hips where Arthur could see the smooth white skin on his lower back.
"Morning, sexy," Arthur said as he walked into the kitchen.
Merlin turned his head and an amazing smile spread across his face. Arthur was tempted to pin Merlin on top of the table, sucked those pillow-soft luciously inviting lips and continued the things he did to Merlin last night. But Merlin had strictly forbidden Arthur from disturbing him while he was cooking.
"Morning, Arthur," Merlin replied, trying his hardest not to laugh at Arthur's bed head hair.
"Are those strawberry pancakes?"
"Mm-hmm."
"Man, I love you."
Arthur kiss Merlin lightly on the cheek before he sat down on a wooden chair and rubbed his puffy eyes with the heel of his hand. Merlin always found his lover's particular habit was kind of cute.
Clearing his sore throat, Arthur took a blue mug on the table.
Merlin's eyes widened when Arthur raised the mug. "Arthur, wait! That's..."
Before Merlin could finished his sentence, Arthur had drank the entire liquid.
"...melted butter."
As Merlin expected, Arthur's face turned bright red. The blond instantly covered his mouth, trying to control the shaking as cold sweat washed over him.
Arthur immediately grabbed a black mug next to Merlin and without hesitation he poured the pale yellow fluid into his mouth. But instead of feeling better, he choked. This time the sour and tangy lemon juice entered his throat. Panicking, he rushed over to the refrigerator to find a box of chocolate milk he bought yesterday.
Merlin could only stood and watched the commotion with his mouth open.
"Why the hell did you put melted butter and lemon juice in the mugs?!" growled the blond furiously. "Gah! I can't feel my tongue!"
"You're supposed to check the contents before you drink it, dummy!" Merlin exclaimed, exasperated by Arthur.
"Shut up! You can't put cooking ingredients in mugs," Arthur barked.
"Yeah? Says who?"
"Says me!"
Merlin rolled his eyes in aggravation before he turned his body around without saying another word. He let out a heavy sigh then cursed silently when he realized he had left the pancakes in the pan for far too long. The once fluffy and light pancakes, now looked like otherworldly black glops.
Carefully, the dark brown-haired put them in the bin and repeated making the batter from scratch.
The sound of growl from Arthur's stomach broke the awkward silence. Arthur was extremely hungry. He wanted to ask Merlin if he could have the only pancake left on the plate, but hesitated after remembering the little argument they had a couple of minutes ago.
He jumped to his feet and began opening the cabinets to find a bag of potato chips to fill his stomach. But before Arthur had the chance to eat them, Merlin quickly grabbed the bag and threw it away.
"Hey! What the—"
"Here, have a piece of banana." Merlin handed out the curvy yellow fruit. "You should stop consuming those disgusting snacks. I just put an extra hole in your belt. Don't force me to add another one."
"Why did you put an extra hole in my belt?" Arthur echoed.
"Isn't it obvious? I enchanced it for comfort and ease of use."
Arthur shot a glare at Merlin. "Are you saying I'm fat?!"
Merlin ignored the question.
The older male muttered profanities as he crossed his arms againts his chest, pouting. Although Arthur loved most fruits, he wasn't a big fan of banana. He always thought the fruit tasted like soap.
A couple of minutes went by and Merlin was still busy mixing the batter.
"Meeeerlin, I'm hungry," Arthur whined impatiently, placing his hand on his bare stomach.
"Breakfast will be served in fifteen minutes, My Lord," Merlin replied sarcastically. "Eat the banana if you can't wait that long."
Grumbling irritably, Arthur stared at the banana that sat innocently on the table for a few seconds. Finally, he shrugged off his dislike towards the fruit and picked up the banana. It was food after all and he was hungry.
Arthur slowly peeled the smooth and shiny skin. But instead of eating it right away, Arthur flickered his tongue on the mushy end of the cresent-shaped fruit. To his surprise, that particular banana didn't taste like soap at all. It was sweet and creamy.
The man licked the soft flesh before twirling his tongue around it and hummed enjoyably as if it was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted—until he noticed Merlin was staring wide-eyed at him.
"What?" Arthur asked innocently and lowered the yet unbitten banana from his mouth.
"You do know that that is not a proper way to eat a banana, don't you?" Merlin croaked. He swallowed harshly as he began to feel a problem on the southern region of his body.
Arthur rolled his eyes without answering and continued enjoying his healthy snack, oblivious to Merlin's blushing face. Wrapping his lips around the banana, Arthur gently sucked the tender flesh repeatedly.
The popping sounds of his lips departing from the banana went to Merlin's ears, who could no longer maintained his coolness.
"Stop molesting the damn fruit, will you?!" Merlin demanded, and for the seventh time a popping sound resounded throughout the kitchen as the banana left Arthur's mouth in a hurry.
"What's your problem, mate?! You told me to—"
Arthur didn't get the chance to finish his sentence when the dark brown-haired lunged at him. The banana fell out of Arthur's hand and slid under his unbuttoned pants.
Before Arthur could lauched a protest, Merlin clasped their lips together. Arthur didn't understand why his lover suddenly acting like this, but he preferred not to care and returned the kiss. Merlin ran his tongue over lips that willingly parted so he could delve inside and taste the banana.
After a few minutes of intense kissing, Arthur pulled his head back.
"M-Merlin..."
"What is it?"
"I think I have mashed banana under my sweatpants."
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