Title:Dr. Candyman and Father Christmas part 4.
Character/s: Arthur, Merlin.
Summary: Having heard Arthur ramble about the cute doctor, Morgana decides he should take a bigger part in the Christmas gifts for the childrens ward charity.
Warnings: Hospital and sick kids. (But also candy.)
Word Count: ~750
Prompt: #189 Evidence
Inspired by a prompt at merlin_writers by krista_mae
Follow up to:
Dr.Candyman and Father Christmas Part 1
Dr.Candyman and Father Christmas Part 2
Dr. Candyman and Father Christmas Part 3
Now that the kids were temporarily distracted by their new toys, some of the adults took the opportunity to exchange a few words with Arthur and Merlin and give thanks. The conversations moved from stories about the kids, talking about the charity and their work and Arthur being a good ambassador. It was a lot in a short amount of time, but Arthur tried to pay a fair amount of attention to all. Though Arthur couldn't quite see why mr. James Something-Something-def-not-as-cute-as-M
Arthur suddenly got some dubious help from a woman who hooked her arm around his.
“Now James, I am sure mr. Pendragon would rather discuss something more enjoyable that politics!”
She petted Arthur's velvet covered biceps fondly and smiled. She reminded him of Morgana acting sweet and pliant, when she was in truth plotting horrible things and you would wake up dead or worse and there would be no evidence to link her to the crime unless you saved yourself and why is that woman still petting?
There was a chocked coughing sound and Merlin at his side, as if by magic - Ok, he had been like two meters away, but still. He wrapped his arm around Arthur's shoulders, giving him a rough, jovial, manly shake.
“Come now father Christmas, we mustn't forget we still have work to do!”
Merlin dragged him into forward motion, forcing The Woman to release her grip. He did look very amused and he felt very solid and warm. Arthur thought he heard some muttering behind them, something about trees? But oh look! Emma had made him a bracelet of small wooden pearls. After a while he sneeks a peek behind him. The Woman was talking with someone else. Good.
They spend some extra time with the kids who can't leave the room, before they all go to the play room. The Woman is someone's aunt. Her sister gives her a warning glare as Arthur comes over, but now just smiles after returning the glare with the well known “yes I know, I wasn't going to!” stare. Arthur likes her better now that she's at a polite distance and the focus is on the child. Little Freya had fallen asleep despite the commotion with the new toy cat safely in her arms. Her mother combs her hair gently with her fingers. He feels a sudden urge to whisk them all away to a magical place with lots of kittens and everything they could ever need. But he can't. These things are best left to the hospital and Merlin, and Arthur has to move on.
The games are a huge success. The boy with the plaster still manages to play, but Merlin stops him after a while so he doesn't strain something. Arthur tastes pretend food from the play kitchen and all of a sudden it is time to go. Merlin leads him to the elevator and the kid follow them there, waving and saying goodbye. The door closes and Merlin makes sure they travel up. Reindeer on the roof and such, of course. Arthur removes the Father Christmas suit and puts it in the sack. Now he's just Arthur again. It's strangely quiet now. Just the two of them.
“We're meeting Lance and your sister at the top.”
Merlin's voice is very loud in the small space. Arthur nods. He looks at himself in the mirror wall. He looks very tired.
“Here. So I don't forget.”
Arthur looks over at Merlin and can't help but smile. He's holding a lollipop. Ha had actually brought a lollipop with him this entire time.
“I did good?”
Merlin smiles back at him.
“Indeed you did!”
“Yey!” Arthur acts a bit childish on purpose, unwraps it and pops it in his mouth.
“I got one for your sister too. She's had a tough day too, you should perhaps talk about all this before you leave. Or soon, at least.”
Arthur looked at him for a moment. His smile had faded somewhat, from amused and playful to a softer and more caring smile. Arthur accepts the second lollipop just before the's a ding to tell them they have arrived. The door opens and it's time to leave.