brunettepetTitle: Merry Christmas
Rating: G
Pairing/s: Arthur/Merlin
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur
Summary: Merlin is not a very good poet (and neither am I)
Warnings: Schmoop
Word Count: 300
Prompt: 140, Letters
Author's Notes: This is ridiculous.
M is for the Many ways I taunt you,
E is for the Ears you taunt right back.
R is for the Rear I like to stare at,
R is for the same you say I lack.
Y is for the Years that I have known you,
C is for the Christmases we’ve shared,
H is for the Home we’ve made together,
R is for the Reasons that we’ve cared.
I is for the Idiot you stand by,
S is for the Silly stuff we do,
T is for the Time we’ve loved each other,
M is for spending Much, much more of it with you.
A is for Another Merry Christmas,
S is for the Socks I hope you give me because that car last year was seriously over the top and there is no way I need a villa in Tuscany and I’m not getting your name tattooed anywhere on my body just so you can show Gwaine I belong to you (I do, but that's none of Gwaine's business).
Together this spells out MERRY CHRISTMAS, just like every Christmas that I have spent with you!!
I love you, Arthur Pendragon, even though you’re an overgenerous prat (or maybe because of it).
Yours forever,
Merlin
P.S. Your real Christmas present is under the tree. That’s where presents go. Not in the driveway or on a coastline hundreds of miles away or anywhere on my skin.
P.P.S. Thank you for sharing your love and life with me. They’re more precious than presents.