Fic - The Boy Next Door Series 5/? [Merlin]
Title: 5. Elvis (The Boy Next Door Series)
Pairing/Characters: Merlin/Arthur
Genre: Humor/General/Romance/GenderBender
Summary: The music is driving Arthur crazy
Warning: Girl! Merlin; possibly out of character, but hopefully, only slightly.
Spoiler: None
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Sadly, they are not mine.
Notes: English is not my first language and I have no beta, so forgive any mistakes.
Masterlist
5.Elvis
The loud music is driving Arthur insane. Makes it impossible for him to focus on his book. Who, in their right mind, listen to AC/DC at ten in the morning?
He slams his book shut and makes his way up to his room. He might as well finish unpacking since he can’t read.
The boy is shuffling through his box of football trophies when the music changes and suddenly his room is filled by the lyrics of A Little Less Conversation.
Arthur gazes out the window and catches sight of a familiar girl in the house next to his, jumping up and down on her bed, doing some sort of weird dance that makes Arthur crack up; especially because she’s only wearing a pink flowery bra and jeans.
Without really thinking it through, he rushes downstairs and grabs the empty tray lying on the kitchen table.
The cake had been delicious; Arthur, Morgana and their father Andrew, pretty much devoured the whole thing in a couple of days. Andrew was supposed to deliver the tray back yesterday, but got caught up in his work and forgot. Better for Arthur. It was an excuse and he needed one.
Arthur knocks on the door and waits. The music pauses and the girl opens door, a mess of dark hair falling over her face; she's wearing a plain white blouse now. He smirks.
“Hello. My father asked me to give this back and say thank you for the cake.”
The girl takes the tray back and nods.
“I’m Arthur, by the way.” He says plastering his most pleasant smile on.
“Merlin.” She says already rolling her eyes even before he chuckles. “Anything else?”
“No.” Arthur says and she goes to close the door. “Except…”
Merlin pauses, looking at Arthur curiously. “I would have never thought that pink bras and Elvis Presley would go together so nicely.”
He smirks as Merlin shoots him a fuming look before slamming the door in his face.
xxx
part 6
Pairing/Characters: Merlin/Arthur
Genre: Humor/General/Romance/GenderBender
Summary: The music is driving Arthur crazy
Warning: Girl! Merlin; possibly out of character, but hopefully, only slightly.
Spoiler: None
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Sadly, they are not mine.
Notes: English is not my first language and I have no beta, so forgive any mistakes.
Masterlist
5.Elvis
The loud music is driving Arthur insane. Makes it impossible for him to focus on his book. Who, in their right mind, listen to AC/DC at ten in the morning?
He slams his book shut and makes his way up to his room. He might as well finish unpacking since he can’t read.
The boy is shuffling through his box of football trophies when the music changes and suddenly his room is filled by the lyrics of A Little Less Conversation.
Arthur gazes out the window and catches sight of a familiar girl in the house next to his, jumping up and down on her bed, doing some sort of weird dance that makes Arthur crack up; especially because she’s only wearing a pink flowery bra and jeans.
Without really thinking it through, he rushes downstairs and grabs the empty tray lying on the kitchen table.
The cake had been delicious; Arthur, Morgana and their father Andrew, pretty much devoured the whole thing in a couple of days. Andrew was supposed to deliver the tray back yesterday, but got caught up in his work and forgot. Better for Arthur. It was an excuse and he needed one.
Arthur knocks on the door and waits. The music pauses and the girl opens door, a mess of dark hair falling over her face; she's wearing a plain white blouse now. He smirks.
“Hello. My father asked me to give this back and say thank you for the cake.”
The girl takes the tray back and nods.
“I’m Arthur, by the way.” He says plastering his most pleasant smile on.
“Merlin.” She says already rolling her eyes even before he chuckles. “Anything else?”
“No.” Arthur says and she goes to close the door. “Except…”
Merlin pauses, looking at Arthur curiously. “I would have never thought that pink bras and Elvis Presley would go together so nicely.”
He smirks as Merlin shoots him a fuming look before slamming the door in his face.
xxx
part 6