Title: It's Like Magic
Author: kiki1607
Rating: T for Language
Summary: Merlin cleans Arthur's wound
Setting: Season 3
A/N: Not so happy with the last chapter's lack of responses. I was honestly very excited about the idea. But alas, if my fans don't approve, who am I to complain? This chapter is just some nice friendship, nothing exciting, nothing angsty, just another everyday moment with Merlin and Arthur. Check out my community: Best of Merlin for quality Merlin Fanfics.
Friendship 3: Merlin is Competent after all!
Merlin wheezed, but dutifully supported Sir Ethan into Gaius's chamber; although Arthur supported most of the Knight's weight, they had dragged him all the way from the courtyard to the physician's chambers at an hour close to midnight.
Arthur and Merlin had been hunting together when they were attacked by some bandits. Normally when they hunted it was just the two of them but for some reason Uther decided to send a knight with Arthur. Merlin was so busy trying to protect them both he slipped up and allowed Sir Ethan to take a heavy blow and Arthur a cut across his forearm. He felt riddled with guilt for he should have protected Arthur more carefully but he took solace in the fact that the prince was quite alright and that cut will be nothing more than a mere annoyance by tomorrow.
"We can put him in my chambers so that Gaius can tend to him easier," Merlin grunted trying not to stumble as he supported the knight. Arthur huffed in agreement but shot him a look that said: Drop him and I'll kill you. Merlin glared back, as if he would actually drop an injured man!
"Gaius," Arthur called to the old man who was trying to gather his bearings as quickly as possible. Arthur noticed that he was holding a needle, thread, and some weird concoction. He frowned realizing the physician intended to deal with Arthur first. "Please, help Sir Ethan first."
"But sire, you're bleeding heavily . . ." Gaius replied, but he knew he wouldn't win this argument against the prince. "Alright Sire, I shall. But I insist that you let Merlin close that up for you." He replied in the no-nonsense tone. Arthur gulped at the thought of Merlin poking at him with a needle but nodded his head.
"Oh don't look so scared Arthur. I'm not gonna hurt you!" Merlin teased, but quickly pushed the prince down on a bench and began filtering through Gaius's supplies. Arthur watched with a foreboding sense of dread. Merlin had been living with Gaius for three years now, surely he couldn't be so bad, Arthur tried to convince himself.
Merlin carefully cut away at the makeshift bandage Arthur tied and began applying a solution to sterilize the wound, and then honey to ease the pain for when he began sewing. Arthur watched Merlin work with a fascination. He couldn't feel a thing as Merlin began sewing his arm! The boy worked with a certain skill and precision and dare he say it: gracefulness. Before long, Arthur was all patched up and his scratch nothing more than a hindrance.
"The wonders never cease. Maybe you are competent after all," The words slipped from Arthur's mouth before he realized. Merlin raised an eye brow as he cleaned the supplies away.
"Careful Sire, you never know when I might drug your wine," Merlin smirked triumphantly. A sense of dread passed over Arthur, he was NOT going to take that threat lightly anytime soon.
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