Pairing/s: Arthur/Gwen, Merlin/Morgana
Character/s: Arthur, Merlin, Gwen, Morgana
Summary: Arthur and Gwen reassure their nervous friends that their date will go well.
Word Count: 391
Prompt: #249, Blind Date
Author's Notes: Enjoy and Happy Valentine's! :)
“Arthur, are you sure this is going to work?” Merlin wanted to know.
“Of course it will. You’ll like her. And you have a lot in common,” Arthur replied.
Merlin checked himself out in the mirror while Arthur watched. His black slacks, deep blue shirt and black blazer looked nice but not too formal. Perfect for the place he was to meet his blind date, or so Arthur said. “Are you sure I look all right?”
Arthur rolled his eyes. “Yeesh, Merlin, you’re worse than Gwen. You look fine. Everything is going to go fine.”
“And yet you don’t mind pimping out your sister.”
“Half-sister, if you don’t mind. And I’m not ‘pimping her out.’ I genuinely think you two will get along well or I wouldn’t have suggested it.”
“If you’re sure . . .”
“I am! Now get outta here before you’re late.”
“I’m going, I’m going!” Merlin grabbed his wallet and keys then walked out the door.
“Gwen, are you sure this is going to work?” Morgana frowned in the mirror where she’d just finished her makeup.
“Morgana, we’ve been over this. Arthur and I think you’ll get along great. You have a lot in common,” Gwen replied.
Morgana strode from the bathroom to check herself out in her full-length mirror. Her knee-length emerald green dress (and matching heels) set off her eyes well. Its satin-like sheen shone nicely in the light, and seemed perfect for the place she was to meet her blind date. “Are you sure I look all right?”
Gwen rolled her eyes. “Morgana, you look as fabulous as always. You’re your own best fashion consultant. And everything is going to go well.”
“You don’t mind putting your best friend out there.”
“You’re just nervous. Look, Morgana, I honestly thing you two will get along well or I wouldn’t have suggested it.”
“If you’re sure . . .”
“I definitely am. Now go before you’re late.”
“I’m going, I’m going!” Morgana picked up her clutch and walked out the door.
Merlin reached out his hand for the handle the same time another, more delicate hand reached for it. “Oh sorry . . .” he started as he looked into the most unique jade eyes he’d ever seen.
“No, it’s all right,” Morgana replied, staring into his deep blue eyes. “Merlin?”