Merry Christmas Ven! Part One....
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magog_83So my priorities this week have been,
Thesis
Christmas Fic For Ven
This is the first of three ficlets, with a mistletoe related theme, set in three of my different fics. Tonight's scene is from 'A Story of Love and Menswear' :)
I hope you like them! I would love to have written you epic fic, you certainly deserve it for beta reading my fic, putting up with my ENDLESS angsting about my phd and (as if that wasn't enough) proofreading all 104,000 words on Concepts of Urbanity and the Early Modern Welsh Town. Needless to say, once the Evil Thesis is done, I will get back to writing Mr PR and School Nemeses for you.
You are a wonderful friend, and I am lucky to have you :) :) Nadolig Llawen!
As it turned out, going out with Merlin had not rendered Christmas any more enjoyable to Arthur. Except for Merlin dressing up as an elf of course. Arthur had to admit, if pressed, that he found that quiteadorable acceptable.
But even that could not make Arthur enjoy the sight of a drunken woman staggering up to them the moment they walked into the pub after work, armed with a large sprig of mistletoe and demanding a Christmas kiss from his boyfriend.
“Oh no, thank you,” Merlin told thebrazen hussy woman immediately, taking Arthur’s hand with a proud little glance that had no effect on Arthur’s heart rate whatsoever. “I’m here with my boyfriend.”
Theharpy reveller looked Arthur up and down, taking in his neatly pressed trousers and the smart blue jumper Merlin had made him put on over his work shirt, and then raised an eyebrow in an entirely insulting manner. “Are you sure? He doesn’t look like the kissing under the mistletoe type.”
Merlin’s hand tightened on Arthur’s. “That’s none of your business,” he said indignantly. “Not everyone likes snogging in public! Not that there’s anything wrong with that.” The last was directed at Arthur, with another squeeze of his hand that made Arthur feel a little lessmortified irritated.
“If you say so, love. Good luck with that.” Theinebriate woman gave them another look before she made to turn away. “If you change your mind, I’ll be over here.”
“I won’t,” said Merlin firmly, and theboyfriend stealer woman just laughed in what Arthur thought was a stupid and offensive way, making Merlin flush angrily.
There were times when Arthur found the world extremely trying, markedly less so since Merlin, it must be said, but when he did he liked to draw on what he called hisInner Morgana personal strength and determination, and right then and there was a perfect example.
“Excuse me,” he said politely, tapping thedrunken miscreant woman on the shoulder. She turned, surprised. “I need to borrow that for a moment.”
Without further ado (becauseMorgana Pendragons didn’t hesitate) he plucked the sprig of mistletoe from her hand and took a deep breath for courage (they were in public after all). Then he turned to Merlin and, before Merlin could do more than look confused, yanked him forwards into a kiss.
It went on rather longer than Arthur was expecting. Merlin seemed quite enthusiastic about the whole idea, regardless of their audience, and Arthur staggered back slightly as Merlin threw his arms around his neck and pressed hard against him. If Arthur had been a sentimental sort of a person (which he wasn’t), he might have noticed that Merlin tasted of the mince pies they’d been eating in the staff room at work, and that his skin was still cold from the biting winter air outside.
It was the pub door opening behind them that madeMerlin Arthur draw back, only then becoming aware of the cat calls and cheering of what seemed horrifyingly like half the people in the bar. Arthur took a moment to recover, then stepped away in a flustered cool and collected manner, trying not to look at Merlin’s flushed and happy face.
“Wow,” said Merlin breathlessly at that moment, completely undermining Arthur’s resolve. “That was brilliant.”
Arthur thought it might seem slightly big-headed of him to agree so he cleared his throat instead. “Shall we get a drink?”
“What?” said Merlin, still looking slightly dazed. “Oh. No, we can do that later. Here,” he turned to the woman who, Arthur was pleased to see, was staring at them with her mouth hanging open (she looked stupid), “I won’t need that anymore.” He shoved the mistletoe into her hand and then pulled Arthur after him to the door. “Come on Arthur, I forgot something.”
“There won’t be anyone at work at this time!” Arthur pointed out, rather confused as he followed Merlin outside into the snow. “You’ll have to wait until—”
He stopped abruptly as Merlin pushed him up against the wall of the pub, his feet sinking slightly in the snow. “I might have been lying,” Merlin said, breath warm on Arthur’s face. “I just thought you might want to, you know, kiss me again. Without the audience this time.”
Strangely enough, Arthur found that he did.
(It was a lot better without the audience).
Christmas Fic For Ven
This is the first of three ficlets, with a mistletoe related theme, set in three of my different fics. Tonight's scene is from 'A Story of Love and Menswear' :)
I hope you like them! I would love to have written you epic fic, you certainly deserve it for beta reading my fic, putting up with my ENDLESS angsting about my phd and (as if that wasn't enough) proofreading all 104,000 words on Concepts of Urbanity and the Early Modern Welsh Town. Needless to say, once the Evil Thesis is done, I will get back to writing Mr PR and School Nemeses for you.
You are a wonderful friend, and I am lucky to have you :) :) Nadolig Llawen!
As it turned out, going out with Merlin had not rendered Christmas any more enjoyable to Arthur. Except for Merlin dressing up as an elf of course. Arthur had to admit, if pressed, that he found that quite
But even that could not make Arthur enjoy the sight of a drunken woman staggering up to them the moment they walked into the pub after work, armed with a large sprig of mistletoe and demanding a Christmas kiss from his boyfriend.
“Oh no, thank you,” Merlin told the
The
Merlin’s hand tightened on Arthur’s. “That’s none of your business,” he said indignantly. “Not everyone likes snogging in public! Not that there’s anything wrong with that.” The last was directed at Arthur, with another squeeze of his hand that made Arthur feel a little less
“If you say so, love. Good luck with that.” The
“I won’t,” said Merlin firmly, and the
There were times when Arthur found the world extremely trying, markedly less so since Merlin, it must be said, but when he did he liked to draw on what he called his
“Excuse me,” he said politely, tapping the
Without further ado (because
It went on rather longer than Arthur was expecting. Merlin seemed quite enthusiastic about the whole idea, regardless of their audience, and Arthur staggered back slightly as Merlin threw his arms around his neck and pressed hard against him. If Arthur had been a sentimental sort of a person (which he wasn’t), he might have noticed that Merlin tasted of the mince pies they’d been eating in the staff room at work, and that his skin was still cold from the biting winter air outside.
It was the pub door opening behind them that made
“Wow,” said Merlin breathlessly at that moment, completely undermining Arthur’s resolve. “That was brilliant.”
Arthur thought it might seem slightly big-headed of him to agree so he cleared his throat instead. “Shall we get a drink?”
“What?” said Merlin, still looking slightly dazed. “Oh. No, we can do that later. Here,” he turned to the woman who, Arthur was pleased to see, was staring at them with her mouth hanging open (she looked stupid), “I won’t need that anymore.” He shoved the mistletoe into her hand and then pulled Arthur after him to the door. “Come on Arthur, I forgot something.”
“There won’t be anyone at work at this time!” Arthur pointed out, rather confused as he followed Merlin outside into the snow. “You’ll have to wait until—”
He stopped abruptly as Merlin pushed him up against the wall of the pub, his feet sinking slightly in the snow. “I might have been lying,” Merlin said, breath warm on Arthur’s face. “I just thought you might want to, you know, kiss me again. Without the audience this time.”
Strangely enough, Arthur found that he did.
(It was a lot better without the audience).
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Date: 2010-12-22 09:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-24 12:53 pm (UTC)MorganaPendragon way ;)Plus it's nice to surprise Merlin a little sometimes, and no-one, but NO-ONE, gets away with embarrassing his boyfriend :D
Thanks for reading!! And Merry Christmas :)
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Date: 2010-12-22 10:13 pm (UTC)As to epic fic, I tend to feel like everything you write is for me, because I love it all so much. Thank you!
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Date: 2010-12-24 01:10 pm (UTC)or because you deliberately tempt me with kinkmeme prompts you know I won't be able to resist.Menswear Arthur is ridiculous, but I love him anyway :) Merlin is utterly devoted to him, emotional constipation and all, but sometimes Arthur likes to surprise him all the same ;)
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Date: 2010-12-22 10:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-24 12:53 pm (UTC)Thanks for reading, and Merry Christmas!
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Date: 2010-12-22 11:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-24 12:56 pm (UTC)Really, in my head they're just so much in love, it's hard to write them any different ;) Merry Christmas!!
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Date: 2010-12-23 02:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-24 12:58 pm (UTC)Anyway, I'm sure Merlin will say it enough for the both of them :D
I've been wishing everyone a Merry Christmas but it has only just occurred to me, idiot that I am, that not everyone might be celebrating it. So, Happy Holidays/Christmas (delete as applicable). ::slaps ignorant self::
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Date: 2010-12-24 04:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-23 02:40 am (UTC)v. v. sweet ♥ ♥
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Date: 2010-12-24 12:59 pm (UTC)Happy Holidays!
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Date: 2010-12-23 03:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-24 01:00 pm (UTC)Happy Holidays :)
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Date: 2010-12-23 06:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-24 01:01 pm (UTC)Happy Holidays!
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Date: 2010-12-23 07:04 am (UTC)fearsembarrassmentperfectly rational objections to public displays of affection for Merlin's sake. So sweet!no subject
Date: 2010-12-24 01:02 pm (UTC)ridiculousrational, it's true. I suspect Arthur has learned to overcome a lot of rational objections for Merlin's sake, he is very hard to resist :D :DHappy Holidays!!
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Date: 2010-12-23 08:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-24 01:04 pm (UTC)Fröhliche Weihnachten!
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Date: 2010-12-23 06:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-24 01:05 pm (UTC)Merry Christmas!
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Date: 2010-12-23 09:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-24 01:06 pm (UTC)Or something like that ;)
Glad you enjoyed it :D Merry Christmas!
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Date: 2010-12-27 11:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-25 12:02 am (UTC)Glad you enjoyed it!
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Date: 2011-01-08 08:21 pm (UTC)(yup, stalking you ^^)
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Date: 2011-01-25 12:04 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-10-30 04:57 pm (UTC)This doesn't get old at all! Emotionaly!constipated!Arthur showing PDA! Poor guy is really gone, isn't he? Yet, he still doesn't fully realise it :o)
Love Merlin's simple joy at being loved in return. That's so Merlin.