Title: Friendship Distilled: Rum
Pairing/s: Merlin & Gwen
Character/s: Merlin, Gwen
Summary: Merlin has a run-in of his own with a creepy clerk
Word Count: 500
Prompt: 330, chocolate
Author's Notes: I seem to have written a sequel to Vodka, so I'm going to give in and call this a second chapter, since my brain is giving me ideas for more.
Merlin tucked the phone between his shoulder and his chin as he reached for the rum on the shelf. He already had a full grocery bag hanging from his other hand and was missing the third arm he’d need to carry both the phone and the bottle to the register. “Yes, Gwen, I have the cherries, and the chocolate. I’m grabbing the rum now.” He paused as he listened to his best friend. “Yes, I followed the list you wrote down exactly. If there’s something I didn’t get it’s because you forgot to tell me.” Merlin smiled vaguely at the clerk as he placed the bottle on the counter and dug in his pocket for his wallet. “I love you, too, Gwen. See you soon.”
He looked up at the clerk after he put the phone to sleep and slipped it in his pocket. “What’s the damage, mate?”
The clerk grinned slyly at him, “Couldn’t help but overhear. You’re the roommate of that really fit girl who was getting the vodka a few months ago, right? Haven’t seen her in a while.”
“Um, yeah.” Merlin realized this must be the clerk Gwen had smacked him over. “She’s been busy. The total?” Merlin wanted to get out of there as quickly as he could and counted the bills he needed to hand over.
The clerk took his time counting out Merlin’s change. Before he closed the till his smile widened a bit and his eyes traveled down what was visible of Merlin’s body over the counter. The smile became a leer as he handed the bills and coins to Merlin. “Tell your friend my offer still stands, especially if you want to join in the fun.”
Merlin slammed the door to the flat and threw his keys in the dish next to the coat rack. “Gwen!”
“Bit busy right now.” Her voice drifted from the closed door to the loo.
“Whatever. We’re never buying at that liquor store again!” Merlin dropped the bags on the countertop.
When she joined Merlin in the kitchen she watched for a moment as he banged the refrigerator door closed. She smirked as she took in his angry movements. “Did something happen to you at the liquor store, Merlin?”
Her friend glared at her as he put away the last of the ingredients for the rum-soaked chocolate cherries Gwen wanted to make for Morgana’s hen night. “He hit on me, too. Not just that, he suggested a three-way between you, me, and him. Ugh!”
“It’s a good thing I know you love me or that last bit would have me very upset.” Gwen rounded the counter and gave Merlin a hug.
Merlin hugged her back. Gwen gave the best hugs. “You know I’d shag you in a minute if you were a bloke, love.” He smiled sheepishly at her. “You were right. He is creepy.”
“Yep. Now we just have to convince someone else to buy all of our liquor for us from now on.”