Title: On The Mark
Character/s: as above
Summary: Whiskey doesn't fix anything.
Word Count: 211
Author's Notes: Been there, done that...
“Well, aren’t you a ray of sunshine this morning,” Arthur grinned as Merlin shuffled into the kitchen and blindly tried to manhandle the coffee machine into giving him some much-needed caffeine.
Merlin took a few moments out of this desperate negotiation to flip Arthur the bird.
“You look like you’ve gone a few rounds with Mike Tyson.”
“More like a bottle of Maker’s Mark,” mumbled Merlin, wincing as the coffee machine hissed at him. “Your coffee machine hates me.”
Arthur went over, pressed the right buttons and the coffee machine gurgled to life.
“Want to tell me why you went ten rounds with a bottle of whiskey?”
“It wasn’t a fight. It was just a disagreement.”
Arthur raised his eyebrows and Merlin sighed in exasperation.
“I thought I could handle a few shots after the shitty week I had, okay?” Merlin explained, keeping a close eye on the coffee machine.
“...and the whiskey disagreed?”
“No, it was fine until I woke up. Then it disagreed. With everything. I think I threw up a kebab I ate in uni.”
Arthur took pity on Merlin and poured a cup of coffee for him.
“Here’s some life advice my friend, the whiskey always wins.” He punctuated it by dropping a peck on Merlin’s nose.