Romantik/Intimität - Blicke (für mich)
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120_minutenTitel: You were there by my side
Team: Dickinson
Challenge: Romantik/Intimität – Blicke (für mich)
Fandom: Merlin
Sprache: Englisch
Kommentar: Geschrieben zu 'War' von Poets of the fall. Akus Plotbunny trägt alle Schuld.
You were there by my side
When Merlin entered Arthurs room this morning, the prince was already dressed.
„Oh, you're early today“, he said surprised.
Arthur said something that, with a lot of imagination, could be interpreted as „Yeah.“ He looked tired and paler than usual. Briefly, Merlin wondered if the prince was sick, but then shrugged it off. He was probably just not fully awake yet.
While Arthur put on his belt and coat, Merlin started to clean up the room. It looked like a complete mess, with clothes lying around and books beside the bed on the floor. „What have you been doing here?“, Merlin muttered.
When he didn't get a reply, he looked up to catch Arthur staring at him, but he quickly turned his head away and seemed to be looking for something in his armoire. Merlin wrinkled his forehead. „Is everything okay? You seem a bit...silent.“
„I'm fine. Didn't sleep well.“
„Did Morgana infect you with her nightmares?“ The smile on Merlins lips faltered when Arthur remained silent and didn't meet his gaze. „Okay“, he mumbled and turned back to his work. He was used to Arthur not being a morning person, but usually that involved throwing things, not weird glances and silence.
He couldn't shake the feeling that something was very very wrong.
The next minutes were spent without words between them. „All right, I'm done here, taking care of your armor now“, Merlin said finally and turned to leave, not expecting an answer.
„Merlin, wait.“
Arthurs voice held him back. There was something about it, a sense of severity.
He stopped in the doorway, turning around with a questioning look on his face. The prince was sitting at his desk looking at him. „Yes?“
There was a long moment of silence between them. It was rather ridiculous how he stood waiting at the door, but the expression on Arthurs face made every word catch in his throat. He felt his chest tighten with a sudden irrational fear.
„I know.“
Merlin waited, but the prince didn't explain himself. One thought started boiling up in his mind, but he desperately suppressed it. This couldn't be. It couldn't.
„What do you know?“, he managed to get out. The serious look on Arthur's face made his heart beat faster and he felt that his hands had started sweating. It got even worse when he realized that Arthur was nervous – his fingers were tapping on the wood of the desk and there was just the slightest trembling in them. Yet he didn't stop looking at Merlin almost without blinking.
He cleared his throat. „I know about - when you saved my life. I know how you did it. This time, and before.“
Time seemed to stop. The whole world came to a halt at this revelation. For a moment, Merlin actually felt like fainting, but after a few seconds he was still standing there, one hand clutching the door frame. His first rational thought was 'Gaius is so gonna kill me.' He couldn't say anything, even if he had known something to say. An excuse, an explanation, but there was nothing in his head but shock and what was starting to feel like panic.
Arthur looked uncomfortable at Merlins display of fear. „I won't tell my father. How could I possibly do that, after“, there was something like a sigh between the last words, „everything you've done for me?“
All of Merlins thoughts were swirling around in his mind, but nothing made sense. He suddenly felt a big sense of gratitude wash over him. 'I'm not dead.' But even more important was the lack of disgust or hatred on Arthurs face. For how long had he feared that the man he called a friend would once be looking at him like that.
„Thank you, sire“, he managed to whisper. He bowed his head.
„No, Merlin.“ The prince's blue eyes seemed to pierce his own, but there was warmth in them, and trust. „ I thank you.“
Team: Dickinson
Challenge: Romantik/Intimität – Blicke (für mich)
Fandom: Merlin
Sprache: Englisch
Kommentar: Geschrieben zu 'War' von Poets of the fall. Akus Plotbunny trägt alle Schuld.
You were there by my side
When Merlin entered Arthurs room this morning, the prince was already dressed.
„Oh, you're early today“, he said surprised.
Arthur said something that, with a lot of imagination, could be interpreted as „Yeah.“ He looked tired and paler than usual. Briefly, Merlin wondered if the prince was sick, but then shrugged it off. He was probably just not fully awake yet.
While Arthur put on his belt and coat, Merlin started to clean up the room. It looked like a complete mess, with clothes lying around and books beside the bed on the floor. „What have you been doing here?“, Merlin muttered.
When he didn't get a reply, he looked up to catch Arthur staring at him, but he quickly turned his head away and seemed to be looking for something in his armoire. Merlin wrinkled his forehead. „Is everything okay? You seem a bit...silent.“
„I'm fine. Didn't sleep well.“
„Did Morgana infect you with her nightmares?“ The smile on Merlins lips faltered when Arthur remained silent and didn't meet his gaze. „Okay“, he mumbled and turned back to his work. He was used to Arthur not being a morning person, but usually that involved throwing things, not weird glances and silence.
He couldn't shake the feeling that something was very very wrong.
The next minutes were spent without words between them. „All right, I'm done here, taking care of your armor now“, Merlin said finally and turned to leave, not expecting an answer.
„Merlin, wait.“
Arthurs voice held him back. There was something about it, a sense of severity.
He stopped in the doorway, turning around with a questioning look on his face. The prince was sitting at his desk looking at him. „Yes?“
There was a long moment of silence between them. It was rather ridiculous how he stood waiting at the door, but the expression on Arthurs face made every word catch in his throat. He felt his chest tighten with a sudden irrational fear.
„I know.“
Merlin waited, but the prince didn't explain himself. One thought started boiling up in his mind, but he desperately suppressed it. This couldn't be. It couldn't.
„What do you know?“, he managed to get out. The serious look on Arthur's face made his heart beat faster and he felt that his hands had started sweating. It got even worse when he realized that Arthur was nervous – his fingers were tapping on the wood of the desk and there was just the slightest trembling in them. Yet he didn't stop looking at Merlin almost without blinking.
He cleared his throat. „I know about - when you saved my life. I know how you did it. This time, and before.“
Time seemed to stop. The whole world came to a halt at this revelation. For a moment, Merlin actually felt like fainting, but after a few seconds he was still standing there, one hand clutching the door frame. His first rational thought was 'Gaius is so gonna kill me.' He couldn't say anything, even if he had known something to say. An excuse, an explanation, but there was nothing in his head but shock and what was starting to feel like panic.
Arthur looked uncomfortable at Merlins display of fear. „I won't tell my father. How could I possibly do that, after“, there was something like a sigh between the last words, „everything you've done for me?“
All of Merlins thoughts were swirling around in his mind, but nothing made sense. He suddenly felt a big sense of gratitude wash over him. 'I'm not dead.' But even more important was the lack of disgust or hatred on Arthurs face. For how long had he feared that the man he called a friend would once be looking at him like that.
„Thank you, sire“, he managed to whisper. He bowed his head.
„No, Merlin.“ The prince's blue eyes seemed to pierce his own, but there was warmth in them, and trust. „ I thank you.“
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Date: 2012-07-26 06:12 pm (UTC)ich find das interessant, dass du dies für Romantik/Intimität geschrieben hast. es ist eine andere Art von Intimität, diese Blicke des Vertrauens*_* Merlin und Arthur sind so gut darin, sich diese Blicke zuzuwerfen*g*
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Date: 2012-07-26 06:47 pm (UTC)Genau, bei den ganzen Blicken und diesen Momenten zwischen den beiden und dem Für-einander-sterben-wollen passt einfach nur noch Intimität. <3
Freut mich, dass es dir gefallen hat. ^^
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Date: 2012-07-26 08:07 pm (UTC)Und Coming Out-Fic! Und ich werde mich nie, nie, nieeeeee für das Plotbunny entschuldigen! Muahaha!!!
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Date: 2012-07-27 07:47 am (UTC)Auf jeden Fall sehr schön, gefällt mir. Mehr von sowas?
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Date: 2012-07-27 12:57 pm (UTC)Schickt mir Plotbunnies, dann gibt's mehr! XD
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Date: 2012-07-27 04:06 pm (UTC)Ich muss unbedingt wieder damit anfangen! (Und du bist schuld!)