Fic - The Boy Next Door Series 88/? [Merlin]
Title: 88. White Lies (The Boy Next Door Series)
Pairing/Characters: Merlin/Arthur
Genre: Humor/General/Romance/GenderBender
Summary: Merlin hates lies. She hates being lied to and she hates lying to people.
Warning: Girl! Merlin; possibly out of character, but hopefully, only slightly.
Spoiler: none
Disclaimer: Sadly, they are not mine.
Notes: English is not my first language and I have no beta, so forgive any mistakes.
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88. White Lies
Merlin hates lies. She hates being lied to and she hates lying to people.
So is easy to understand why she’s so upset for lying to Arthur, but she couldn’t really tell him the truth either.
With a deep, regretful sigh, she pushes open the door of the record store and walks in. Lance looks up immediately, smiling wide. It makes Merlin feel slightly less guilty.
“Adam, I’m taking five.” He calls out and walks over to where Merlin is waiting. “Come on, There’s a good coffee shop down the street.”
Merlin follows Lance back outside and to the small shop. They don’t talk until they’re seated and a waitress brings over their orders. Lancelot keeps watching her in something close to awe.
“What?” Merlin asks, blushing. She feels uncomfortable under the man scrutiny.
“Sorry.” Lance says with an apologetic smile. “I’m just not used to see you like this. You’ve made a very beautiful girl, Merlin.”
“I don’t understand how you remember.” Merlin says quickly, changing the subject. She feels even more bothered by Lance’s compliment. “You’re not magical, are you?”
“No. Not at all.” Lance replies with a shrug. “I’m plain normal. If you’re right, if only magical beings can remember, then there’s no explanation. I just remembered; in my eighteenth birthday.”
“That’s so strange.” Merlin breathes out frustrated. “How much do you remember?” Lance looks at her frowning in confusion.
“What do you mean how much? I remember everything.”
“Everything? But…” She trails off, staring at him shocked. How come he remembers everything?
Lance just shrugs.
“Don’t ask me to explain it, Merlin. I just do. I remember when we first met; the griffin; my wanderings; Arthur’s crowning; Guinevere…”
“Your betrayal.” Merlin offers with an eyebrow raised in challenge and a tone charged with resentment.
“My….?” Lance looks at her confused. “You really don’t remember?” Merlin frowns and shakes her head. “There never was a betrayal, Merlin. Arthur and Gwen’s marriage was all appearances. He only had eyes for you. He loved you so much.”
Merlin stares at Lancelot with wide eyes, mouth hanging open in shock. What?
“But I was…”
“Yes.” Lance cuts her off with a smile. “And he loved you. That never mattered.”
“I gotta go.” Merlin says quickly, scrambling to her feet. It was just too much information. Too much.
xxx
part 89
Pairing/Characters: Merlin/Arthur
Genre: Humor/General/Romance/GenderBender
Summary: Merlin hates lies. She hates being lied to and she hates lying to people.
Warning: Girl! Merlin; possibly out of character, but hopefully, only slightly.
Spoiler: none
Disclaimer: Sadly, they are not mine.
Notes: English is not my first language and I have no beta, so forgive any mistakes.
masterlist
88. White Lies
Merlin hates lies. She hates being lied to and she hates lying to people.
So is easy to understand why she’s so upset for lying to Arthur, but she couldn’t really tell him the truth either.
With a deep, regretful sigh, she pushes open the door of the record store and walks in. Lance looks up immediately, smiling wide. It makes Merlin feel slightly less guilty.
“Adam, I’m taking five.” He calls out and walks over to where Merlin is waiting. “Come on, There’s a good coffee shop down the street.”
Merlin follows Lance back outside and to the small shop. They don’t talk until they’re seated and a waitress brings over their orders. Lancelot keeps watching her in something close to awe.
“What?” Merlin asks, blushing. She feels uncomfortable under the man scrutiny.
“Sorry.” Lance says with an apologetic smile. “I’m just not used to see you like this. You’ve made a very beautiful girl, Merlin.”
“I don’t understand how you remember.” Merlin says quickly, changing the subject. She feels even more bothered by Lance’s compliment. “You’re not magical, are you?”
“No. Not at all.” Lance replies with a shrug. “I’m plain normal. If you’re right, if only magical beings can remember, then there’s no explanation. I just remembered; in my eighteenth birthday.”
“That’s so strange.” Merlin breathes out frustrated. “How much do you remember?” Lance looks at her frowning in confusion.
“What do you mean how much? I remember everything.”
“Everything? But…” She trails off, staring at him shocked. How come he remembers everything?
Lance just shrugs.
“Don’t ask me to explain it, Merlin. I just do. I remember when we first met; the griffin; my wanderings; Arthur’s crowning; Guinevere…”
“Your betrayal.” Merlin offers with an eyebrow raised in challenge and a tone charged with resentment.
“My….?” Lance looks at her confused. “You really don’t remember?” Merlin frowns and shakes her head. “There never was a betrayal, Merlin. Arthur and Gwen’s marriage was all appearances. He only had eyes for you. He loved you so much.”
Merlin stares at Lancelot with wide eyes, mouth hanging open in shock. What?
“But I was…”
“Yes.” Lance cuts her off with a smile. “And he loved you. That never mattered.”
“I gotta go.” Merlin says quickly, scrambling to her feet. It was just too much information. Too much.
xxx
part 89