Title: It's Like Magic
Author: Kiki1770
Rating: T for Language
Setting: During Season 4
Summary: Arthur is stuck under someone's bed...again. And Gwaine's there too.
A/N Thank you guys so much for all the positive reviews! I wasn't sure if the conclusion to Captured would be well received. So here is the next Physician and His Mistress drabble, I'm only saying this once, these drabbles are UNRELATED to one and another, I am only reusing the concept. Enjoy!
Freylin 13: The Physician and his Mistress Part II
Arthur angrily marched into Gaius's chambers, Gwaine in tow, since the knight didn't want to miss all the "fun." He quickly scanned the chambers; it seemed Gaius had already left for his early rounds, doing his job unlike a certain manservant.
"I'm going to kill him," Arthur muttered.
"You're just angry because Merlin forgot to feed you this morning, Princess," Gwaine mercilessly teased, as usual. Arthur ignored his fellow knight and walked into Merlin's chambers without knocking, it wasn't like the scrawny manservant had ever given him the same courteously. Big mistake….
As Arthur and Gwaine piled in, they saw a pale, skinny arm stretch out from under the lumpy covers, followed by a head…with long flowing black hair and sleepy brown doe-like eyes. Arthur and Gwaine did the only thing a trained knight could do in this situation, they stopped, dropped, and rolled. They held their breaths as Freya rubbed her eyes and stared at the empty space, which Arthur and Gwaine had previously occupied, and lay down again on Merlin's chest. Arthur hastily signaled Gwaine to roll under the bed.
"Was that…"
"Yeah…" Arthur replied back as he and Gwaine squeezed together under Merlin diminutive bed (really, it was hardly big enough for two grown men to hide under). They shot each other nervous glances, their cheeks and ears reddened from embarrassment. Freya had been wearing…Merlin's clothes; they hung on her chest loosely, revealing her skinny shoulders and bare collar bone. They heard shuffling and then a creek on the bed above them.
"Merlin…" Freya whispered softly. "You need to wake up."
"Mmph….five more minutes." The bed creaked again as Merlin shifted. Freya giggled in response.
"I know you're tired Merlin. We were both up rather late last night." She added. Gwaine's jaw dropped, and Arthur had to cover his mouth from screaming. Arthur started cursing his overactive imagination. He did NOT need images!
"Hmm, I can't remember the last time we've had so many patients." Arthur let out a sigh of relief, and cursed his imagination once more. Gwaine unabashedly snickered at the King's reaction.
"Yes, but we've still got work to do. Now will you hand me my dress Merlin?"
"What's wrong with what you're wearing?"
"I can't walk around in your night shirt, now can I? It hardly goes down to my thighs Merlin!" Arthur's heart started beating very loudly in his head. He and Gwaine should not be listening to this…intimate conversation. How badly did he wish he hadn't been such a prat this morning and just left Merlin alone!
"I still don't see the problem."
"Merlin!" Freya cried indignantly. The bed creaked again, and Merlin rolled off the side and landed on his back with and "oomph." His shirtless manservant chuckled and rolled to his side, the side that left Arthur and Gwaine in perfect view of Merlin. His eyes briefly paused on them and then back to Freya. "Merlin are you al-"
"NO STAY UP THERE!" Merlin shouted. He sprung to his feet and swept Freya's dress off the night table. "Here put this on, now."
"Merlin, what-"
"No questions, you need to go, now!" Merlin exclaimed. More shuffling came from above them. Freya changed quickly and before she could get an explanation Merlin pushed her out of his chambers. Arthur took this as the sign to come out of hiding. He and Gwaine rolled out from under the bed, and stood to face a very angry and very much still shirtless Merlin.
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING?"
"Th-there's umm…we have a very g-good explanation for this. W-we were looking for you and when we found Freya, we panicked." Arthur explained. His face was still completely red from embarrassment. Gwaine on the other hand seemed completely unperturbed.
"Merlin, my friend, you are officially the most wicked man I know." Gwaine cheered. "Who would have thought you and Freya were together?" Merlin continued glaring; his face was very deadly right now. But then, he smiled – as Gwaine put it– wickedly.
"Well my lords, if you wake up to find boils and warts on your faces tomorrow, you'll know who did it."
Hehe, Arthur really needs to stop hiding under other people's beds! This one was fun to write.
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Kiki1770