fic: No Longer Lonely
Title: No Longer Lonely
Pairing/Character: Merlin/Morgana
Rating: PG
Warnings: Unless you dislike kissing, I don't think so.
Prompt: Kiss
Link to Table? Tis here!
Summary: Morgana's scared and confused; it's a good thing Merlin's there.
Word Count: 382
A/N: THIS IS HOW I WANTED THE ENTIRE FREAKING SERIES TO PAN OUT AT 2x03!
Morgana laid curled up under her sheets, trying not to focus on one thing for too long. She was terrified to sleep, terrified to destroy her chambers again with a blink of her eyes. When a knocking came at her door, a thin layer of sweat covered her body, and she squeezed her eyes shut hoping, willing that she was just hearing things. But the knocking came again, and Morgana realized her visitor wouldn't go away just by wishing they would.
She pulled open the oak doors of her chambers and let out a relieved sigh when she saw Merlin. Silently, she let him in, trying to put out an air of ease.
“I, uh, heard about the fire. I wanted to make sure you're alright.”
“Oh, that,” Morgana chuckled lightly, attempting to appear nonchalant; Merlin clearly wasn't buying it. “It was just the lightening. From the storm last night,” she explained unnecessarily.
“Morgana, you can't expect me to believe that.”
She immediately dropped her gaze to the floor. He knew it was magic. That was it, he'd probably tell Arthur, who'd, without a doubt, tell the King, and no matter how he loved her -
The sound of Merlin's voice filtered into her thoughts, and she remembered he was there; his words were irrelevant, though, when she noticed he held something to her.
Brilliant, bright orange flames danced on his palm, casting odd shadows across his face; she couldn't take her eyes off it.
“You're not alone, Morgana. I understand, I'm here for you.”
The next thing she knew, she had taken his face in her hands, pressing her lips to his, feeling safer than she had in days. It was a while before she pulled back, and neither spoke as they stood at highly inappropriate closeness to one another.
“Thank you, Merlin.”
He nodded and tentatively leaned in for another kiss before seeing himself out.
For a few moments, she stood - just stood and thought about how unbelievably lucky she was to have a friend like Merlin. A friend with magic, the person who could possibly understand how she felt. No longer feeling quite so afraid of the night, she climbed back into bed, closed her eyes, allowing sleep to take over her.
Pairing/Character: Merlin/Morgana
Rating: PG
Warnings: Unless you dislike kissing, I don't think so.
Prompt: Kiss
Link to Table? Tis here!
Summary: Morgana's scared and confused; it's a good thing Merlin's there.
Word Count: 382
A/N: THIS IS HOW I WANTED THE ENTIRE FREAKING SERIES TO PAN OUT AT 2x03!
Morgana laid curled up under her sheets, trying not to focus on one thing for too long. She was terrified to sleep, terrified to destroy her chambers again with a blink of her eyes. When a knocking came at her door, a thin layer of sweat covered her body, and she squeezed her eyes shut hoping, willing that she was just hearing things. But the knocking came again, and Morgana realized her visitor wouldn't go away just by wishing they would.
She pulled open the oak doors of her chambers and let out a relieved sigh when she saw Merlin. Silently, she let him in, trying to put out an air of ease.
“I, uh, heard about the fire. I wanted to make sure you're alright.”
“Oh, that,” Morgana chuckled lightly, attempting to appear nonchalant; Merlin clearly wasn't buying it. “It was just the lightening. From the storm last night,” she explained unnecessarily.
“Morgana, you can't expect me to believe that.”
She immediately dropped her gaze to the floor. He knew it was magic. That was it, he'd probably tell Arthur, who'd, without a doubt, tell the King, and no matter how he loved her -
The sound of Merlin's voice filtered into her thoughts, and she remembered he was there; his words were irrelevant, though, when she noticed he held something to her.
Brilliant, bright orange flames danced on his palm, casting odd shadows across his face; she couldn't take her eyes off it.
“You're not alone, Morgana. I understand, I'm here for you.”
The next thing she knew, she had taken his face in her hands, pressing her lips to his, feeling safer than she had in days. It was a while before she pulled back, and neither spoke as they stood at highly inappropriate closeness to one another.
“Thank you, Merlin.”
He nodded and tentatively leaned in for another kiss before seeing himself out.
For a few moments, she stood - just stood and thought about how unbelievably lucky she was to have a friend like Merlin. A friend with magic, the person who could possibly understand how she felt. No longer feeling quite so afraid of the night, she climbed back into bed, closed her eyes, allowing sleep to take over her.