Title: Writing Letters Back Home
Character/s: Arthur, Merlin, Morgana, Will
Summary: Arthur and Merlin send emails back to their friends in Camelot
Warnings: Modern AU. EPISTOLARY
Word Count: 700
Prompt: "EXPERIENCE" for camelot_drabble
Author's Notes: Continuation of the series: LAST CHANCE.
1. a last chance
2. not leaving it to chance
3. chances are...
5. face to face
6. pushing his luck
Subject: Re: How's your trip?
Hey Morgana, it's good to hear from you! My trip in Toronto so far is going well. At least Merlin's not kicked me out yet and Will hasn't shown up barging through the front door demanding a fight. Still, he's called Merlin almost every hour non-stop as if he's worried that he's going to catch us in the "act."
Speaking of the "act," I've been sleeping on the sofa at Merlin's suite. The first day I'd got here, I was pleasantly surprised that Merlin had wanted to spend time with me and then asked me to stay the night (on the sofa). I told him that I was perfectly fine getting my own room, but he said that the company was paying for his and there was no point.
We've been spending a lot of time together when he's not working. I've walked around the city on my own and it's quite beautiful. I've seen almost everything touristy there's to see here, except for the CN Tower which Merlin insists that I can't go without him. We've also been going to every single Burger joint we can find. If I thought Merlin's obsession with fast-food was bad, it's definitely become worse in North America. He claims after his contract is over, he's going to do a road trip through the States to all the "world-famous" Burger places. You should see how obsessed he's with the American Television Show: Diners, Drive-ins and Dives.
Anyway, that's enough about me. I'm glad you forwarded me the last email from the Digital-Black case. I can't believe that client is such an arse. I'm happy that you finally took him up on his dare and that he's left the company. We don't need his business. If we were in the market for vulgar clientele who can treat us like shite, we should have still been working for Uther.
I'm sure once he's had the experience of dealing with companies that don't cater to his ridiculous demands, he'll come crawling back to us. Send me the end of the month numbers when you get a chance, and of course, on the work email. I've definitely got time during the day to keep up with the roster. Yes, I know, I'm taking care of myself, too.
I'll check in with you soon.
To: William D.
Subject: Re: Are you fuckin' kidding me?
Seriously, you've got to stop calling me all the bloody time, mate. My phone vibrated four times in the staff meeting at HQ yesterday and the VP of the company kept raising his eyebrows at me. You're gonna get me sacked before I even think of approaching for a promotion.
No, I'm not shagging Arthur. Yes, he's still here. He's sleeping on the sofa and that's just fine with him and me too. I'm not going to jump back into something so quick. I know what'd happened to me last time and I was stupid. Yeah? So back the fuck off.
I know you mean well, but I swear I'll change my mobile number in a heartbeat and make sure Mum never gives it to yeh.
Also, of course, I'm still in love with him but I'm not going to tell him that. I don't even know what it means that he's back and that he loves me. I'm not ready for a relationship and you've seen the kinds of blokes I went out with this past couple of years. I'm not ready to get back in there with him. But it's nice to have him here. I was kinda lonely and now you know, company's nice.
Stop rolling your eyes! I know you're doing it.
It'll be fine. I'm a big boy and I can handle myself. At least we're both on the same playing field and you know, if he asks, I'm going to tell him the truth. I don't know if I want to get back together, or anything, but I'm not completely against the possibility, either.
Okay, I've got to go now and sit through another meeting. So I'm shutting my laptop and my mobile off.
STOP. CALLING. ME.
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