Title: The Morning After
Character/s: Arthur, Merlin
Summary: Merlin's later to work the morning after the ball. Arthur thinks he knows why.
Word Count: 266
Prompt: #219, Serendipity
Author's Notes: Pat of my Twist on Fate 'verse, starts here. I'll leave it to your imaginations what happened after they left the ball. ;)
The next morning found Arthur waiting. He’d gotten himself up, dressed and had eaten his breakfast, all without Merlin. Where was the snarky bodyguard anyway? Normally he arrived just as Arthur was waking up, annoyingly cheerful and ready for the day. But today? Nope.
He was just on the verge of calling Leon when the door flew open and Merlin crashed in. He looked like he’d woken up on the wrong side of the bed and had rushed through his morning routine. He took one look at Arthur and said, “What? You’re ready to go?”
Arthur ignored the question and instead commented, “You look like hell.”
Merlin threw him a dirty look. “Like you would know, you prat.”
Arthur laughed. “You can’t address me like that.”
“Sure I can. It’s all part of my charm.”
The Prince laughed again. “Too true. But really, you look rather harried.”
“That’s because I woke up late.”
“Ohh really? I wonder why that is?” He smirked.
“And what do you mean by that?”
“Just that I saw you leave with Morgana and you didn’t come back.” He winked.
“So I think you finally got together last night. And by together, I mean—”
“Yeah, I get the picture,” Merlin snapped as he flushed. “And I’m not saying anything about that.”
Arthur grinned. “You don’t have to. Your blush answered for you.”
“I do not blush!”
“Whatever. But I think it’s great that you two found each other. Very serendipitous.”
Merlin smiled. “I guess you could say that.”
“That’s the spirit! Now, let’s get on with my day, shall we?”