Room 303, Saturday Afternoon

[bitchprince]

Last night hadn't been anywhere near bad, if somewhat confusing in how up front it was (and Arthur had thought he'd gotten used to, and appreciative, of how straightforward the island was) and so by the time Arthur finally reached his room, he wasn't in too bad a mood.

It was slightly hampered by the fact that his roommate wasn't around (... all right, he had to admit, something might be off if he was thinking that) but he chose not to think much of it.

Rather, he took a perch on his bed and flopped back, idly rubbing at his own stomach.

[[ for two people, please! ]]

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[thatsamilkshake]

Well, kissing Merlin was right and good. People unhappy was wrong, though. Francine had Issues with people being unhappy. So she fidgeted a little into the kiss, wondering.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin may have had the same issues with... certain people.

So, when he pulled back, he nodded once and did the utterly wrong and unthinkable. He reached over to grab Arthur's shirt to pull him into a kiss as well.

[bitchprince]

Yeah, that was about enough to make Arthur's eyes go big, yes. Liberties. Holy hell, that was a bad case of liberties.

It didn't stop him from kissing back for... at least a few seconds, though, and hard, maybe even desperate.

Give him another few, and he'd be throwing them both out of the room.

[thatsamilkshake]

That...what. There were boys kissing. PRETTY MUCH IN HER LAP. And Francine wasn't sure whether it was the hottest thing she'd ever seen or made her feel like she didn't exist, or ...what.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Um." Merlin pulled back after a moment, hands on his knees. "Yes."

Because that answered everything.

[bitchprince]

Arthur was just blinking.

"..."

Give it--

"You should get out."

Weakly.

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine would just be... she'd move or something, at some point.

And here she thought it was only Katchoo who could set the world off its axis with a kiss.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin just kinda stared back at him. And then at Francine.

"Oh." Yes, Merlin. Because sane people react that way. "I was just--trying to say I wasn't upset?"

Not. Helping.

[bitchprince]

"Get," Arthur snapped, "Out."

He wasn't even sure why he was pissed off.

...

All right, he was. He wasn't Merlin. But.

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine shrank back against Merlin, wanting to fix things, like she always wanted to fix things, and fairly sure this was her fault somehow. Really it was only even towards Merlin because Arthur was the one yelling. "Merlin..."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

At least someone was self aware out of this group...

Merlin took her hand, standing up before he could stop himself. Nothing about this was going to end well. At all. God help Merlin come tomorrow. "I didn't-- I mean--"

Someone give them man a shovel so he can KEEP DIGGING THAT HOLE.

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine let him pull her up, but the withdrew her hand, darting a guilt-stricken look at both of them. "Sorry. I'm sorry!" Then she turned tail and fled, yanking the door open so fast that it scraped along her arm, but at that point, she really didn't care.

[bitchprince]

"Merlin," Arthur snarled, through his teeth, "I said leave. You can return to your duties tomorrow morning."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"I--I didn't mean--" Merlin looked like a fish gasping for air on land for a moment before he fled as well.

[bitchprince]

Arthur fell back on his bed as soon as they'd left, glaring a hole in the ceiling.

Well. That, at least, had effectively killed the mood.