Title: Fresh air
Summary: It’s just too hot.
Word Count: 192
Author's Notes: Sorry, not beta’d. And sorry, I’m late. I just didn’t find the time to write while I was on vacation last week. Wanted to post it here anyway. Wrote for every prompt from the very beginning, I can’t skip one, can I? I hope I’m forgiven! :*
"Shut! Shut, I say! Are you daft? How can you leave the windows open in this weather? Idiot! Letting the heat into the house!” Arthur fumed and slammed the window shut.
“We need some fresh air once in a while!” Merlin glared.
“Fresh air?” Arthur yelled. “Where is this ‘fresh air’ you’re talking about? It’s 37° outside!” He emphasized the fresh air with his fingers.
Merlin yelled back. “And yet there is more oxygen outside than in these rooms. If it escaped you…or you SNORED all through biology class: WE NEED OXYGEN TO BREATHE!”
This went on for a while already and Percy looked up from the game he was playing on his tablet PC. His eyes met Gwaine’s across the table.
Gwaine nodded. “Yup, inevitably.”
“As always when they’re fighting.” Percy turned his attention back to his game.
“I HATE YOU!” Arthur yelled.
“I HATE YOU MORE!” Merlin spat back.
Gwaine and Percy looked up again at the almost eerie silence that followed. Merlin and Arthur stood by the window, kissing frantically, fingers already pulling at the others’ clothes.
“Told you so.” Gwaine bit noisily into his apple and grinned widely.