Room 325, Saturday Morning

[bitchprince]

Arthur was not always the most elegant to rise.

Especially not when he had someone's hands stuck in his armpits and the blanket was half-off the bed and the usual 'privacy time now' bowl of peanuts outside had frozen overnight (he was going to swear up a storm afterward about having to pay the squirrels extra for the privacy).

"Bloody hell," Arthur said - that was good morning, of a kind. "Who left the window open?"

The lack of lights wasn't nearly as impressive.

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[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"...politely?" Merlin countered, tossing one of the blankets at Arthur's head.

[bitchprince]

"Well, she is head of the school," Arthur started.

And then he stopped, because he was caught wrestling the blanket off of his head.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Which was followed shortly by a wizard who was freaking freezing. "Do you think the heat isn't working?"

[bitchprince]

"I think your brain might not be working," Arthur grumbled, yanking the bloody extra blanket over the bed.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Shove off," Merlin grumbled, wriggling his way back into a warm spot again.

[bitchprince]

Arthur rolled his eyes. "I don't know why I'm even doing this, considering that you just threw a blanket in my face," he said (which was mostly just for the sake of complaining), reached over, and yoinked the boy closer. "--God, you're like an icicle."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

That certainly helped. "It's cold! Of course I am."

[bitchprince]

"We could use you to measure temperature if you react this bloody quickly," he muttered, bunching the blankets around them more.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin just mumbled something and shoved his hands up under Arthur's shirt. "You don't have to go anywhere, right?"

[bitchprince]

"It's a Saturday," Arthur said, trying to manfully surpress a wince at the sudden cold. "I was going to practice outside, but obviously that isn't happening."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Good." He got to keep his heater. Very good. "We'll need another blanket, I think."

[bitchprince]

"I'm not getting out of bed," Arthur announced, "And I'm afraid if you venture into the air for one more second I really am going to be picking ice out of your hair."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Ha. Ha." There was a pause. "We'll need food."

[bitchprince]

"There's peanuts," Arthur ventured, "But I was planning to use those to keep on bribing the squirrels."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin hummed. "How far is the common room?"

[bitchprince]

"Twenty-four rooms down the hall," Arthur said, dryly, and focused on his warm toes to avoid thinking about his cold armpits.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

They were slowly warming! And it wasn't like Arthur's feet were all lovely warm pressed against Merlin's calves, you know.

"We could make a run for food and then come back."

[bitchprince]

Arthur eyed him.

It lasted a few long seconds.

"Fine," he said, finally, "If you must be such a worrywart."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"I'd rather not starve," Merlin replied. "...and it's your turn to venture out."

[bitchprince]

"...Oh, come now." He got another look for his trouble. "Are you really that scared of the cold?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"I got the blanket, you can get the food."

[bitchprince]

"That wasn't a bargaining situation!"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Do you want me to get cold again?" OH SNAP, ARTHUR.

[bitchprince]

"You are such a coward," Arthur retorted. "Fine. I'll fix it." He pulled away the blankets.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin grinned far too much at that. "See if they have biscuits!"

A beat.

"AND MEAT!"