Title: Of Course I Do
Character/s: Merlin, Morgana
Summary: Merlin deals with his feelings in an e-mail he never intended to send.
Word Count: 720
Prompt: #222, The Unsent Letter
Author's Notes: Continuing my Twist on Fate Series, found here.
Merlin finally retired to his rooms late that night. He filled his kettle, set it to boil then slumped down at his desk, exhausted. Arthur had kept him out later than expected and he was more than a little annoyed with the Prince.
As he sat there, his mind traveled over the events of the day, getting stuck on the encounter with Morgana in the corridor. What Arthur had said was reassuring, but he still thought he felt more for Morgana than she felt for him. Just then the kettle boiled and he got up to return to the kitchen. He made the tea then settled back down at his desk.
He remembered a technique shared by one of his psychiatrist friends—when confused by feelings, write them down. If they were toward a person, then one could write a letter then destroy it. The act would make one feel better. That sounded pretty reasonable to Merlin right now, so he opened up his laptop, navigated to his e-mail, and began typing.
I’ve really enjoyed our time together so far. Our moments together at the ball then afterward were some of the best I’ve ever had. Morgana, I think I’m falling in love with you and this troubles me because I’m not sure how you feel for me. Do you return my feelings or am I just a fling for you? I know what my heart wants to believe, but I’m unsure. That’s why I decided to write this letter, to get all this out so I can look it over and make sure it says what I feel. It does and I hope with all my heart you feel the same for me as I feel for you. I think we could really work together, and I don’t mean work, but a “rest of our lives” kind of commitment. Here’s hoping I’m right and we can be together.
He read through it twice before he decided that it expressed everything he wanted it to, and he really did feel better about his feelings. His finger hovered over the delete key, ready to send it into the void, when a soft knock sounded at his door. Surprised, he left the laptop and crossed the room to open the door.
He probably shouldn’t have been surprised at Morgana’s appearance. “Hello, Merlin,” she said before pushing him forward with a quick kiss. He closed the door behind her as she glided inside.
“Would you like some tea?” he offered.
“Of course,” she replied. She followed him into the kitchen. “I heard you had a really long day again. Do you want to go out?”
“Nah,” he reheated the water left in the kettle. “I was just finishing some work.”
“Work? This late?”
“You know Leon.”
She frowned. “Yes I do, and I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t want you to wear yourself out by working this late.” She walked over to the laptop. “What are you working on anyway?”
“No, don’t—” he got out before Morgana sat down and began reading the e-mail he’d left open. He rushed over to do something, but stopped when he saw she’d already begun reading.
Merlin stood there with his arms folded while she read, tea forgotten. When she finally looked up, her eyes brimmed with tears. “Oh Merlin . . .” She stood and put her arms around him then spoke. “I do feel the same for you as you do for me.” She pulled back a bit but still held on. “How could I not? You’re so strong, witty, charming, kind, and generous. Everything I’ve ever wanted in a guy. Do you believe me?”
He looked straight into her eyes and read the sincerity there. “I do.”
She pulled him to her again, this time she pressed their lips together hard, like she couldn’t get close enough to him. He responded by bringing his hands into her hair to hold her there. She moaned and licked her way into his mouth. They remained tangled that way for several moments until she broke away for air.
He pressed their foreheads together while they caught their breath. “Wow,” he said. “You really do.”
“Yes,” she replied. “Now, where were we?”
They ended up stay up even later that night, and neither complained in the morning.