Title: The Party Invitation
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur, Uther
Summary: Merlin still refused to date Arthur
Warnings: Adult language
Word Count: 675
Prompt: New Year for camelot_drabble
Author's Notes: Part Three of "Merlin and Arthur at work" Part One: Uther's Assistant. Part Two: The Vice President
“Come to the New Year’s party with me.”
Merlin looked up from his desk at Arthur, who had yet again barged into his office without knocking.
“Honestly, the door was closed for a reason!” Merlin said, ignoring Arthur’s original statement. Maybe if he ignored it, Arthur could have just pretended he didn’t say that.
“You’re avoiding again.”
Merlin sighed. He sat back on his chair and gave Arthur a once over. “Rough night?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know,” Arthur answered.
“No actually, I wouldn’t.”
Merlin shook his head and returned his attention to the documents Uther had given him to read over before they were sent off to the lawyers. If Merlin didn’t read them, he was sure there were going to be mistakes that would get overlooked. Merlin had to read over everything.
“So, the party…”
“I don’t think it’s a very good idea.”
Arthur raised his hands up and slammed them on his sides with an exasperated sigh. “Nothing I suggest is a good idea for you.” He glared down at Merlin who simply shrugged. “I could get you fired you know.”
“What does that mean?”
“First of all, you can’t, because it’s illegal. Second of all, you can’t, because then your firm is going to go down the drain. And finally, you don’t think I’d love to just get out of here. Not have to deal with your demanding clients, your oppressing father, and y—”
Merlin didn’t say anything to Arthur’s comment. They had gone on one official date a while back and Merlin had left the bar early stating he had an emergency. Since then, he’d dodge Arthur’s advances on a regular basis, eventually telling him that he didn’t think an office romance was a good idea. Or that he was too busy. Or that he just needed some time to think it all through. He had his job to consider.
“I didn’t realise that my attraction towards you is such a burden.”
Merlin rolled his eyes. “It isn’t. But it gives the wrong idea. I’m the CEO’s Assistant. How would it look to everyone else if you—and—me—”
“You started as a desk clerk, and you worked hard and moved up to where you are. You’re the only one with an office, a corner office at that. Everyone knows it’s because you worked hard. It was even before I got on board, no will think—”
“No one will remember that. They’ll just think I have a corner office because the VP is shagging me during lunch.”
Arthur raised an eyebrow. “Now, you’ve just added another reason to why we need to go out.”
“We do not need to go out!” Merlin was holding his ground quite firmly. He was not going to give in, even though he wanted to, so desperately. He was going to ignore the fact that Arthur was wearing Merlin’s favourite suit jacket, the really fitted one. The one where Arthur's muscles just curved into the arms so perfectly, or the fact that it was the right length that it showed Arthur’s perfect arse. Everything about Arthur was perfect, except for perhaps that he was such an annoying prat, and that they worked together.
If Merlin had met Arthur at a pub, he would have taken him home that night. Unfortunately for him, romance at the workplace was always his number one rule to not break.
“So you won’t go to the party?” Arthur asked.
“Oh, I’m going to the party. I just can’t be your date.” Merlin closed the file he was looking over. There was no point in trying to work if Arthur was going to be standing there.
“And I’ll bring a date, then.”
“It’s your prerogative.”
“And I’ll kiss him at midnight, right in front of you,” Arthur said. “And I’ll take him home at night, and I’ll let him suck my cock before I push it in his ho—”
Someone behind them cleared their throat.