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Once A Week - Merlin/Arthur

Author: digthewriter
Title: Once A Week
Rating: PG-13
Pairing/s: Merlin/Arthur
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur, Gwen, Lancelot, Gwaine
Summary: Arthur sees Merlin at the engagement party and he's just as hot as Arthur had remembered.
Warnings: Modern!AU. Mention of casual sex.
Word Count: 810
Prompt: 159: Song Prompt 4 - for camelot_drabble
Author's Notes: Chapter 2 of "The Casual Fling" - Read Chapter 1: The Engagement Party. This is a very very very loose interpretation of the prompt - as in I used a line from the song in casual conversation. I hope that's okay! Thank you to my beta, archaeologist_d, all the remaining mistakes are mine as I've edited this since.


Gwen and Lance's engagement party was off to a boring start. According to Arthur, anyway. There were speeches made, champagne, and the whole cute story of "how they met." Arthur knew it all and he really didn't care, anyway. He was there for one reason and one reason only.

He'd seen a few handsome blokes walking around, they were friends with Lance's flatmate, and a few of them had even given Arthur the eye. But Arthur was going to wait until the last minute before returning any interest to any of them. He wanted to see Merlin first.

If the spark he felt for Merlin was still there, then he'd go for it. If not, then he'd settle for someone else.

He was glad he'd waited because when Merlin walked into the room, Arthur almost forgot how to breathe. "Holy shit," he muttered to himself and Gwaine, standing next to him, chuckled.

Merlin was just as gorgeous as Arthur remembered. The big blue eyes, short and spiky hair, a scarf wrapped around his neck and those unnaturally big ears. Arthur used to have dreams about Merlin's ears. He always wanted to grab and pull on them while Merlin sucked his—

"Arthur," Merlin said as he approached Arthur and Gwaine, and gave him a short nod.

Yanked out of his daydream, Arthur responded in kind. "Merlin. Good to see you," he said.

Merlin opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted when Gwen arrived next to him and called his name in delight. "So glad you came!" she said and he turned to give her a hug.

"Sorry I'm late," Merlin said. "I couldn't find the place and my blasted GPS wasn't working."

Gwen forgave him and then pulled him away to introduce him to Lance and the rest of her friends.

"Bloody hell," Arthur said to Gwaine. Gwaine just laughed at him. "Are you going to say something or you're just going to continue making fun of me?"

"Good luck," Gwaine said to him. "What are you going to do? Ask him out for coffee or take him straight to the flat?"

Arthur shrugged. "Coffee will only delay the inevitable," he said.

-

Arthur was having a hard time keeping his eyes off Merlin. Much to his delight, every time he looked at Merlin, Merlin was looking right back at him and grinning. At least he was acting interested.

As the party started winding down, Arthur decided to approach Merlin.

"So," Arthur said.

"So," Merlin replied.

"How are you settling back into Camelot?"

"Fine," Merlin said. "Everything seems to be exactly where it was when I'd left."

"You sound disappointed."

Merlin shook his head. "No, it's a good thing. I like the familiar. New Zealand had been the time of my life but it had to end and you know, I'll miss my friends but it was time to move on and come back 'home', so to speak."

Arthur nodded and then turned to really look at Merlin. "Mer—"

"Let me guess," Merlin interrupted and Arthur raised an eyebrow. "You're here to ask me if I want to do something. Or maybe you're just going to be direct as always and ask if I want to come back to your flat tonight."

Was he that obvious? Normally, Arthur didn't mind being direct but something about the tone of Merlin's voice was unsettling.

"You have a reputation," Merlin said.

"You've been asking about me?" Arthur teased.

"No. I've always known what you were like and I gathered you were still the same."

"It's not a bad thing."

"Not for some, it's not," Merlin said, looking around the room, and nodded to someone was standing by the door. Arthur turned to look; it was Mordred. "I don't do casual fucks, Arthur. I never have."

"What makes you think I wasn't going to ask you out on a proper date? Coffee and all?"

"Were you?" Merlin raised an eyebrow.

"I don't date," Arthur said.

"That's what I thought," Merlin said and was looking like he was about to take his leave.

"So what? You won't even give me a chance?" Arthur said. "I'm not that shallow. Maybe you could change my mind."

"Change your mind by going home with you tonight?" Merlin asked; his tone was accusatory and Arthur did not like it.

"No. What if I do ask you out on a date? A no-sex date."

"One no-sex date?" Merlin asked.

"Fine," Arthur said, resisting rolling his eyes. "A series of no-sex dates. Like once a week for a month. Then you can decide if you want to have sex with me, or not."

Merlin furrowed his brows at him as if he didn't really believe Arthur. "Okay," he said, eventually. "See you this Friday. I'll call you."
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Tags: *c:digthewriter, p:arthur/merlin, pt 159:song prompt 4 (time of our lives), rating:pg-13, type:drabble
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