Author: brunettepet
Title: Jerk
Rating: PG
Pairing/s: Arthur/Merlin
Character/s: Arthur, Merlin
Summary: Sometimes Merlin hates his job
Warnings: Arthur's a jerk
Word Count: 300
Prompt: Relief
Author's Notes: I don't understand how I can get Arthur's pants off and still nothing happens.


Merlin was seething. This idiot had been coming in every few days for over a month, complaining about his ineptness as a sales associate while spending an obscene amount of money on beautiful clothes that were obviously tailored just for him.

“How you ever got a job in a high end men’s wear department is beyond me,” Arthur mused while buttoning up the fly on a pair of designer jeans. He’d insisted Merlin carry the half dozen pairs of jeans he wanted to try on into the dressing room. “How do these look?”

“They look great. They definitely don’t make you look at all fat,” Merlin grumbled. He actually thought the jeans made Arthur’s arse look amazing but he wasn’t going to mention that. Arthur met his gaze in the mirror and smiled.

“You think I look great?” Merlin rolled his eyes and stiffly handed over another pair of jeans.

“You want to get coffee sometime?” Merlin glared but Arthur just smiled a bit uncertainly. “Let me buy you a coffee, Merlin.”

Merlin honed in on the white knuckled way Arthur was clinging to the jeans in his hands and his eyes widened. “Wait, seriously? So, what, all the insults and teasing were your idea of flirting?”

Arthur gave him a sheepish smile. “I’m not very good at it?”

“Not very good is the understatement of a lifetime,” Merlin grinned. “It’s a good thing you’re so pretty. You’re kind of a jerk.”

Merlin watched Arthur’s grip loosen with relief. “So, is that a yes then?”

“That’s a yes but I earned cake, too, after the hard time you’ve been giving me.”

“Cake it is and I’ll take these jeans, too. I like the way they made you look at my backside.” Arthur was smiling like an idiot.

“Jerk,” Merlin laughed.