Title: A Secret Admirer?
Character/s: Gwaine, Arthur, Merlin, Percival
Summary: Arthur is trying to forget his ex when he meets someone intriguing.
Word Count: 745
Author's Notes: Unbetaed. And hey, a new story. Don't hate me as I've not forgotten divorce!fic but it's on hiatus right now.
Arthur wasn't a patient man and "waiting it out" as he'd been told to get over a lying, cheating ex was not his idea of fun.
He had no idea why he had decided to come to this club tonight, maybe he'd thought he'd find a bloke to snog, but he was having no luck.
Every time he started chatting up with someone, some comment about Owen would slip up and Arthur would totally kill the mood by discussing his ex-boyfriend. Again. And again.
Maybe he shouldn't have listened to Gwaine. He was getting nowhere with any of the blokes, and Owen was not becoming a distant memory.
With a heavy sigh, Arthur made his way outside to smoke a cigarette in the alley behind the club, and perhaps he could rethink his whole strategy about finding a man for the night. He could simply just keep drinking and then find someone to dance with. Dancing didn't require talking and that also eventually led to kissing.
"Yeah…" Arthur said to no one in particular and as soon as he had finished his smoke, decided to head back into the club.
"Trying your luck again?" Percy said to Arthur as he stood by door guarding it. He was certainly big enough to look like a guard.
"I… Just gonna get another drink," Arthur said, feeling embarrassed. Was he that obvious? Did he look extremely desperate.
"Here, take Merlin with you," Percy said.
At first, Arthur hadn't noticed the skinny man standing next to Percy, most likely because Percy was so large he was probably hiding him. But when Arthur's eyes finally fell on Percy's little friend, Arthur had nearly lost his breath. Wide, blue eyes peered at Arthur, and Arthur hadn't seen anything so fucking blue. The man half Percy's size, slimmer than Arthur as well, but he was the same height as Arthur. Arthur suspected the man to be taller, but with the way he was leaning against the door next to Percy, Arthur wasn't certain.
"Hi, I'm Arthur." Arthur offered his hand to skinny bloke who was looking cross.
"Yeah, I know," the man said. "I'm Merlin."
"How'd you know?"
"You're Morgana's brother, Gwaine's flatmate, and Gwen's ex-boyfriend. We've been at the same social gatherings."
"Oh. I'm sorry, I didn't—"
"You were always with your boyfriend. I mean, or I think he was—is—right. Whatever." Merlin look flustered.
"Smooth, Mer. Smooth."
"Oh, shut up. I'm leaving." Merlin rolled his eyes at Percy, didn't even look at Arthur, and walked away.
Arthur simply stood there staring for a long minute until Percy cleared his throat. There was a line formed behind Arthur, no doubt, people trying to get into the club, so Arthur got out of the way.
"What in the bloody hell was that?" Arthur asked, feeling like the wind had just been kicked out of him.
"That, was Merlin," Percy said, as if that was supposed to mean anything.
"And have I really never met him before?"
Percy shrugged. "You were always so busy with Owen. Kissing, or fighting, or dancing, or fighting, fighting—"
"Right. I get your meaning. Had we been introduced before, you reckon?"
Percy shook his head. "No, he's only admired you from afar—shit, I wasn't supposed to say that."
"Admired. What do you mean?"
Percy sighed and continued doing his job for a few minutes before he turned to look at Arthur. "You were with Owen for a year, Arthur, and in that year, you missed a lot. Owen did you a favour by cheating on you because you were never going to leave that fucking bastard…" He raised his hand to stop Arthur from speaking. "And Merlin's my friend. He's got a bit of a crush on you so don't try anything with him. He's a sensitive soul."
"And what am I?" Arthur asked, feeling offended.
"You're on the rebound. If you're looking for a quick fuck, don't look for Merlin. I can't have that."
"Just go inside, Arthur. Don't think about Merlin. Just go find someone for the night."
Arthur didn't answer Percy, and did as he was told. He went into the club and walked straight to the bar to get a drink. He watched the crowds, and saw a few people from the crowd watching him back, but he didn't make a move.
For some reason, Arthur couldn't get the blue eyes out of his thoughts. Who exactly was this…Merlin?
READ PART TWO: DISAPPOINTMENT