Room 325, Tuesday Late Afternoon

[bitchprince]

Arthur came back from Reserves with a headache and a half and the rather urgent need to talk to Morgana about how pointless all of this was and by the way, the bloke she was being pointless with was an utter cunt. Add to that the fact that he was a bit concerned about Zack, and you had a splendid afternoon indeed.

Right now, though, he was exhausted. He collapsed back on his bed for a few minutes before sitting up again, rubbing through his hair. All right then.

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[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Now that he'd had a moment to shower after handwavily retrieving the damned sword from the pond, Merlin was knocking lightly on the door.

In case Arthur was--sleeping. Or something.

[bitchprince]

"Enter," Arthur said, wondering vaguely who could be at the door at this time.

Maybe Jacob had seen sense? That would be a nice end to the day.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Opening the door, Merlin thrust the sword in first. "Found it."

[bitchprince]

...well, that was an interesting way to make the sword's presence known. "Excellent," he said, getting up.

Then paused halfway into that motion. "...Did you just knock?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"...yes?" Merlin asked, peering in.

[bitchprince]

"God forbid I'm asking this, but," Arthur finished getting up, "Are you all right?"

Knocking was a massive warning sign.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"I'm fine," Merlin replied slowly, walking into the room and offering the sword over. "Made sure there was no damage to it."

[bitchprince]

Arthur shot him a critical look, but took the sword.

Which he promptly dropped beside the bed. He sat down again. "Are you still upset?" he hazarded.

... Listen, with his level of emotional retardation, this really was a lot like playing bingo sometimes.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin bit the inside of his cheek. "Are you upset over the sword still?"

[bitchprince]

"No."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Then we're fine, right?"

[bitchprince]

"Well, from my end I have no grievances," Arthur said, shifting back, "But don't think I didn't notice how you didn't answer my question."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"I found the sword and nothing untoward came of it," Merlin replied. "Just--perhaps next time you can remember I wasn't exactly me when it went missing."

[bitchprince]

Ah. There we had it, then.

He sighed, thought it over, and said, finally, "So perhaps I shouldn't have yelled at you."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin just shot him a look. "You yell at everything."

[bitchprince]

"Not everything," Arthur said, shooting him a maligned look that was distinctly over the top (and ergo not entirely serious). "But it was out of place." Beat. Very long beat. Very long-- "Sorry about that."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Oh." Didn't exactly expect that. "...did you eat yet?"

[bitchprince]

"Haven't had supper yet," he said, shifting on the bed. "What, did you want to see about one of the restaurants?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Perhaps delivery?" Merlin suggested. "You wanted a day in?"

[bitchprince]

"Steakhouse, I think," Arthur said, shooting him a lazy look that was still at least an eight apologetic. "Unless you want to chance Taste of Thai just for the rice."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Steak's good," Merlin replied, going to push at Arthur's shoulder so he'd lay down.

[bitchprince]

Arthur's expression shifted into lightly amused. "Pushy," he said, flopping back.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Shut up." Once Arthur was down, Merlin climbed into bed with him.

[bitchprince]

Arthur snorted at him, but he kindly didn't say another word, instead shifting up to make the whole thing more comfortable on all ends.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"It was a weekend," Merlin grumbled.