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 and Morgana were spending their afternoon in a small cafe near central London. The place was one of Arthur's favorite hangout place. Despite the simple and minimalist interior, they served the best coffees and the most delicious apple pies Arthur had ever tasted.
Morgana had just finish her third annual fashion show, and Arthur happened to be around the corner. It had been almost three weeks since they last saw each other, so they decided to catch up.
They were having really nice conversations about Morgana's fashion projects and Arthur's achievement on winning one of the most prestigious movie award in the country, until Arthur got a call from Merlin.
As soon as Arthur put his phone on the table, Morgana went serious all of the sudden.
"Arthur, do you know that Merlin had told his mother about your relationship?" Morgana pushed a small piece of tuna sandwich into her mouth.
"Yep," Arthur answered lazily for he knew where the conversation was going.
"What about you? Have you told father?"
Arthur didn't reply. But Morgana found her answer through his nervous expression and awkward body language. She sip her strawberry juice before pressing her back against the wooden chair.
"That's so unfair," Morgana continued.
"I didn't come here to discuss my personal life, okay? I'm sure there are other interesting things to talk about besides my relationship," Arthur growled. He refused to meet her gaze, but could literally feel the glare she was shooting at him.
Ignoring Arthur's demand, Morgana leaned forward and grinned a wolfish grin. "You're scared, aren't you, brother dearest?"
"Shut up. I'm not scared. I... haven't found the appropriate time to talk to him."
"Oh, please. Do you really expect me to believe that?"
"I will tell him! I just need more time to think about what I'm going to say to him," Arthur grudgingly replied.
Morgana let out a noise that sounded very much of a scoff. "More time? It's been, what, three months now? How much longer are you planning to keep this as a secret?"
"It's not that simple, Morgana."
"Why? Because you're too embarassed to admit to him that you're dating a guy instead of a girl? Seriously Arthur, just give it a shot. At least then you'll know what he thinks."
"I'm not ashame of my relationship and you talk like you don't know him at all," Arthur said rather loudly, causing two elderly women to turn their heads with exasperated look hanging on their faces.
"Look, I know he could be stubborn and acted like a selfish old tyrant most of the time. But he does have a soft side. All you need to do is to convince. I'm sure somewhere along the way he would approve."
Arthur ran his hand over his face and groaned profusely. The blond was tired and having an endless argument about his love life with Morgana was the last thing he wanted to do.
The raven-haired beauty opened her mouth to continue her words when her phone vibrated. She quickly replied the text message that her friend sent, while Arthur enjoyed the moment of silence by sipping his latte.
"I've to go," Morgana muttered. She pulled off some money from her wallet and slid them under the empty plate before standing up.
"Good luck on finding the perfect time to tell him," Morgana said. Brushing her long hair aside, she walked towards the door.
As Morgana strode out of the cafe, Arthur stared down at his phone for a moment. The thirty-year-old had been planning to inform Uther for a quite sometime. But everytime he had the chance to break the news, he instantly choked on his words.
Arthur tilted his upper body forward. Resting his elbows on the table, he knotted his fingers together. He could still remember the disgust expression Uther had on his face, when his business partner's son announced the feelings he had for his male friend at a dinner party.
On their way back, Uther made some extremely sarcastic and insulting jokes about them. Arthur of course—not knowing the future—simply laughed at his father's jokes.
Arthur pressed his palms against his forehead, as he began to have second thoughts. That perhaps it wasn't a good idea to tell his father about his relationship with Merlin.
But Morgana was right. It would be best if his father hear it from his mouth, rather than found out about it from somebody else. Or worst, the news.
Through sheer will and determination, Arthur finally managed to move his thumbs to dial Uther's number. He took a deep breath and let out a long sigh as he waited nervously for Uther to answer his call.
"Father, we need to talk."
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