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What's yours is his

Author: Loopstagirl
Title: What's yours is his
Rating: PG
Pairings: Merlin/Arthur
Character/s: Arthur, Merlin,
Warnings: I turned into a melting puddle of goo while writing, does that count as a warning?
Summary: He was yours. You were his. At last.
Word Count: 701
Prompt: At last
Author's Notes: Wow, a year already. Can't wait to see what the next year brings!


You stand at the end of the aisle, your head twisting back as he walks towards you. It had almost cost you this moment deciding who was going to walk down first, who was going to take on the more traditional role of coming second. But you made it, and your breath is stolen from you as he offers a small, shy smile. It seems uncertain, nervous and excited all at the same time. It is nothing like the usual smile he sends your way, but yet captures the same feelings that you can feel running through your veins.

You catch your sister’s eye as he makes the last few steps. You can see the pride shining within her startling gaze and you smile. The words may never cross her lips, but they don’t have to. She’s happy for you, proud of you. The empty seat next to her makes you falter for just a second. He didn’t come. You knew that he wouldn’t, but you had remained hopeful. You made sure that no one else had filled his seat, no one else had stepped into his shoes. You wanted him to know that you wanted him there, regardless of whether he would ever find out or not.
But you don’t dwell on that now. He’s coming closer. His mother is dabbing her eyes as she watches her son approach, and your smile turns warm, fond. You’ve never had a mother. Never, until the first moment you met her. The second she swept you into her arms with a warm smile while hissing in your ear that if you hurt her boy, she would string you up from the nearest hook, you knew you had found the missing piece to your life. You believed she would as well, she had the same look in her eyes that you imagined a lioness would get.

But he is no cub now, despite his clumsy and somewhat adorable nature. All sharp lines and prominent features that make your breath catch in your throat. You had always known that he was gorgeous, even when he was a masked stranger making love to you under the stars. You had always known how fey-like he was as he smirked that devious smirk across the office and you just knew that your tie would soon be wrapping around your own wrists as he pushed you back on the couch and rode you.

He was a man.

Your smile turns into a blinding beam as he reaches you. Your fingers brush together and you don’t even have to think about it. It was an action you had performed so many times that it was second nature. You didn’t even need to think about what you were doing as your fingers curled around his. His hand fitted perfectly in yours, you had known that since the first day you had plucked up the courage to take it into the middle of the street.  His smile then had been similar to the one he was wearing now – love, pride and devotion spiralling deep within the blue orbs. You could drown in those eyes, more than once you were sure that you had. He seemed to have no idea what he did to you, blinking innocently and not seeming to realise that had thrown you the life line you needed to blink yourself and glance away.

You couldn’t look away for long though, you never could. Your eyes were darting all over the place, bouncing from him to the registra and back again. He was infectious, his smile simply causing yours to widen until you felt as if you were being split in half.  Had you ever really smiled before he came into your life? You didn’t know; you didn’t care. It didn’t matter, because you knew that you would be smiling for the rest of your life.

With him.

Years stretching out for just the two of you, no one to interfere, no one to drive you apart. Not even your father had managed that, despite his best efforts.

And that first day of the rest of your life began today.

He was becoming yours.

You were becoming his.

At last.
Tags: *c:loopstagirl, c:arthur, c:merlin, p:arthur/merlin, pt 052:at last, rating:pg, type:drabble
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