Warnings: Gwaine is being a bag of dicks again. Non-consensual kissing.

Merlin slowly started to wake up when he continuously heard a phone ringing. He groaned and moaned once he found out that he slept on the couch and now he was even more sore and stiff.

The ringing continued and he blinked several times before he had vision that represented even remotely close to normal. His eyes saw his flash and vibrate on the coffee table and he reached out to grab it, only momentarily forgetting his sore side. He was soon enough being reminded and with a hiss he sat back, breathing in and out through his teeth.

Morgana was woken up as well from all the noise around her and blearily looked around her, until she saw her brother grunting in pain on the couch and it immediately woke her up completely. She stood up.

"Merlin!" She walked up to him.

Merlin held up his hand, easing himself back against the backrest of the couch. "I'm fine Morgana." His sister glared at him when she saw the frown of last night returning again. "Really, I am." Merlin tried to reassure again.

"Stay. Here." Morgana pointed to the couch and then stormed off to the kitchen and Merlin raised an eyebrow to her retreating form, but did as his sister told him. For one because he wasn't in the mood to go against her and second, he was in far too much pain to even move.

He tried to relax onto the couch and took some deep breaths to get him through the pain he was feeling now. He noticed it was hurting almost as much as yesterday, but somehow he could manage it.

Morgana came back with a glass of water and two pills. She held her palm out in front of Merlin. "I think you'll need these."

Merlin eyed the pills with suspicion. Despite being a doctor, he didn't like pills and certainly not when he was acquired to swallow them. If it was really necessary for him to take medicine, he rather would have an injection.

"Oh come on you baby." Morgana huffed. "These are pills, not poison."

Merlin narrowed his eyes. No one could call him baby and get away with it. He grabbed the pills out his sister's hand with defiance and threw his head back. He took a deep breath and then let the pills slip out of the palm and right into the back of his throat. He quickly grabbed the glass of water out of Morgana's hand and took a few large gulps, trying to get rid of the pills.

He drained the whole glass and when he gave it back to Morgana he pulled a face. He had failed in swallowing the pills in one go and needed three tries. He continued to wince when he tasted the awful aftertaste of the pills.

"So how are you feeling?" Morgana asked with concern when she sat next to her little brother. Merlin shrugged.

"Bit the same I guess. Just a little less painful than yesterday."

The phone rang again and Morgana picked it up from the table and looked at the screen to identify the caller. She showed the screen to Merlin. "It's Arthur."

Merlin shook his head. "Can't speak to him, he'll know something is wrong."

"And not picking up the phone isn't?" Morgana asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"No, but it will be less suspicious. He'll think I'm in bed because I had a late shift or so. I've told him many times before to not call me in the morning when I had the night shift, because I probably wouldn't pick up anyways. Hopefully he's smart enough to come up with that reason."

"You'll have to talk to him some time."

"Yes, but that time isn't now, so please drop it."

~oOoOo~

Arthur was preparing himself in his changing room for a friendly race between all the riders. It was a gloomy Saturday morning and there wasn't really any indication that it would change soon. Arthur was sure it would start to rain fairly soon and he hated to race in the rain. He sighed. Maybe he was lucky enough that the weather would hold off until after the race.

Arthur pulled out one earphone and turned his head to look over his shoulder when he was being tapped onto his shoulder. "Uther and I will check on your bike and see the weather reports and then we'll be back again." Leon said and Arthur nodded.

Once his father and friend were out of the changing room, he readjusting the earphone of his iPod, turned up the volume, and let his thoughts drift off to Merlin when he started to change into his racing suit.

He became slightly worried when Merlin didn't answered his phone. He wanted to ask him if he wanted to watch the race, but when he failed to talk to Merlin the second attempt, he remembered that Merlin had worked a night shift and was probably in bed right now.

He was sure that it was the reason that Merlin didn't pick up his phone.

Lost in thoughts and listening to the loud music, he wasn't aware that the door of his dressing room had opened and closed. Arthur just continued to change out of his daily clothes and into the pants of his protective leather suit, while all the while humming to the song that was blearing into his ears. He waited till the end of the song before turning his iPod off and placing it on the bench. He had removed his crisp white t-shirt when he sensed another presence in the room. He slowly turned around.

"Now that's a sight I'd like to see more." Gwaine was standing with his arms crossed and one shoulder leaning up against the wall.

Arthur's eyes widened for a second, but then they narrowed in thin slits. His breathing came harshly through his nose. Just the mere sight of Gwaine brought mixed emotions within him. At one hand there was still some fear for the guy, but on the other hand he was full of unresolved anger.

Gwaine pushed himself off the wall and with a cocky grin walked up to Arthur.

Arthur tried his best not to flinch when Gwaine walked closer. He didn't want to let Gwaine notice how much affect he still had on him. He continued to glare at Gwaine, who didn't paid attention at all to it.

Gwaine kept looking at Arthur's bare chest and lifted his hand, only for it to be grabbed by Arthur in a paining grip and pushed him back. Gwaine stumbled a little, but was just as quick to get close to Arthur once more.

Arthur looked the man deep in the eyes. "Gwaine, get the fuck out!"

With swift movements, Gwaine had placed his hands on Arthur's biceps and pushed him back a little, trying to get him against the wall.

"I'm here to start over Arthur." Gwaine whispered, almost lovingly. "I want to be with you Arthur, love. If you just let me."

Arthur laughed and scoffed. He pried himself free from the grip and took a step sideways. "If you ever think we can be together again, than you're insane!"

Gwaine's eyes darkened. "You'll be with me Arthur!" Gwaine started to close the distance between them again.

Arthur moved away from him, he only hadn't calculated the distance to the bench and wall well enough and before he knew it, the back of his knees his the bench and Gwaine was still closing in on him. He knew he wasn't able to get away as quick as he would've wanted, but it didn't stop Arthur in mouthing off at Gwaine.

"Gwaine listen to yourself! You clearly have issues. Get. Help!"

Gwaine stood in front of Arthur now and grabbed Arthur's face between his hands before pulled him into a kiss. Arthur didn't had enough time to get away, but was now desperately trying to get away, only Gwaine's hands had a firm grip on him and he could barely move and then it became just all too much for him. The night in the hotel flashed back into his mind and that was all it took to shove Gwaine back with a strength he didn't even knew he possessed.

Gwaine's obsession with Arthur kept him from being rational and he immediately regained the lost distance. Arthur tried to get away, but Gwaine had him in his grasp once more.

"Arthur, love, don't push me away. Just stop fighting me and give in."

"Stop it!" Arthur yelled, pressing his back against the wall to get as much distance from Gwaine as he possibly could. He admitted to himself that he was scared. Just the look in Gwaine's eyes was so dark and he just didn't know what to do now. He didn't even know what he had done to deserve all of this. Never had he given Gwaine any reason to behave like that.

It had all started with the break-up, but he had really thought they had a clean break-up. But the days, weeks and months after told him a different story. It had started with the rape and then Gwaine rapidly began to become stalkerish. Arthur finally had threatened with a restraining order on Leon's advice and it helped, well he thought. He learnt that Gwaine had moved overseas and he could finally breathe again for the first time in months.

That was almost seven months back, and when he learnt a few night before the party that Gwaine was back again, he hoped that he would be left alone. But he was wrong, he knew that now. And now he didn't had any sort of protection for himself.

Arthur put out his hands still desperately trying to create some kind of gap between him and Gwaine, but Gwaine took it the wrong way and grabbed his hands.

"I knew you would come back to me." Gwaine whispered and brought Arthur's hands up to kiss his knuckles. Arthur immediately pulled both hands out of Gwaine's grip and it threw Gwaine off for a few seconds. Those seconds he used to get away from Gwaine and he slipped passed him. He would run as fast as he could and find Leon. Leon was the only one who he could trust.

His plan failed though. Soon he found himself firmly pressed against the wall again with Gwaine's face just inches away from his. He could feel Gwaine's warm breath penetrating his skin and he was being gripped even tighter by Gwaine than before. He tried to get them free but this time he was certain that it was hopeless, he was trapped and he knew it. Arthur closed his eyes, preparing himself for the unknowing.

He felt his eyes prick with tears that were forming, but he held them back as long as he could. He wouldn't cry now, he wouldn't let this man know how much he actually scared him. But it was so hard to do.

"My sweet Arthur." Gwaine murmured into his neck, almost breathlessly. Gwaine moved his head back again and focused his eyes on Arthur's lips. He moved closer and closer until there were just a few millimeters of space between his own and Arthur's lips.

Just when he was about to close the distance, the door opened and Uther and Leon walked into the room and stopped right in their tracks once they saw the sight before them.