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The salle was not exactly in the cards, no.

Even if Arthur had had illusions about getting up and training with the wound on his head, the wizard clinging to him had managed to get himself so involved with Arthur's limbs that as much as moving his leg to get out of bed was thoroughly impossible without destroying half of it.

Arthur was, ergo, doomed to lie there, snuggling a girly wizard while his head pounded like a drum. With the curtains closed. And all the warm blankets. And a bowl outside for the squirrels (albeit they were old nuts, so how far their bribing power went was another thing).

Yeah, Arthur wasn't deserving of that much pity. So maybe he liked his nose where it was: firmly in Merlin's nape.

[[ for a wizard; details beyond Merlin being clingy NFB ]]

Date: 2010-03-31 05:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com
Merlin just shot him a look for that.

Date: 2010-03-31 05:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com
"Shouldn't you be sleeping?"

Date: 2010-03-31 05:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com
"I think you should," Merlin confirmed, trying to move some of the food out of the way before it was crushed.

Date: 2010-03-31 05:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com
The meat, though, was a lost cause.

Merlin brought his hand up, cupping Arthur's jaw as he kissed back.

Date: 2010-03-31 05:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com
"Sleep," Merlin said, moving his other hand to Arthur's chest to push him back.

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