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bitchprinceArthur and Merlin had stumbled into the room with one or two or three glasses of something alcoholic in them, by the time they'd been through with everything and... everything. Arthur's mind was pleasantly fuzzy as he ambled for the stereo almost immediately, poking at the rack of CDs and then poking at the machine itself.
"I remember," he said, drawling slowly, as if he was terrified he would trip over a syllable and cause a truly tremendous accident, "I remember how these work."
He jabbed the on button. The whole thing lit up. "You see," he said, turning around and wagging a finger in Merlin's general dir-- oh, that was right in front of Merlin's mouth already. "...I remember."
"I remember," he said, drawling slowly, as if he was terrified he would trip over a syllable and cause a truly tremendous accident, "I remember how these work."
He jabbed the on button. The whole thing lit up. "You see," he said, turning around and wagging a finger in Merlin's general dir-- oh, that was right in front of Merlin's mouth already. "...I remember."
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Date: 2010-10-24 05:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-24 05:17 am (UTC)He jabbed at the button until it turned off. "Proper music," he muttered, poking at the CDs some more, looking for something from a proper time-- "Greensleeves," he added. "Always sodding Greensleeves, 's the best they can come up with."
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Date: 2010-10-24 05:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-24 05:25 am (UTC)Give him time. He'd realise there weren't more than two CDs - probably left by some poor sod who forgot them - in due time. "Greensleeves - bloody Greensleeves - or... or..."
He squinted.
"...A Tribute to Robbie Williams."
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Date: 2010-10-24 05:36 am (UTC)And lobbing it back at your head. "Stop being so useless."
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Date: 2010-10-24 02:37 pm (UTC)Which led to an oddly controlled first attempt at a two-step.
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Date: 2010-10-24 02:39 pm (UTC)Even though he was letting Arthur lead. Damn it.
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Date: 2010-10-24 02:42 pm (UTC)He was confident his grace would cancel out Merlin's... Merlinness.
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Date: 2010-10-24 02:44 pm (UTC)Merlin stumbled forward, clutching Arthur's shoulders like a lifeline. "You're a twat," he grumbled. Maturely.
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Date: 2010-10-24 02:53 pm (UTC)Like a baby koala.
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Date: 2010-10-24 02:56 pm (UTC)If Arthur had been less drunk, he'd have already noted that 1) they were now essentially slow-dancing, and he didn't do that kind of thing, and 2) leaving a pissed Merlin anywhere near his arse was a dangerous thing.
But he wasn't, so he just snorted. "This is barely dancing," he said, which was murmured into Merlin's ear mostly because it was close and Arthur felt that if anyone should move first, it should be Merlin,
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Date: 2010-10-24 03:15 pm (UTC)He rubbed at Merlin's back with one hand in order to... keep him upright.
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Date: 2010-10-24 03:17 pm (UTC)"Oh, I think you did."
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Date: 2010-10-24 03:24 pm (UTC)And he was going to argue that until he passed out, too.
"You are."
He nuzzled at Merlin's hair.
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Date: 2010-10-24 03:31 pm (UTC)Merlin grinned, clumsily pulling Arthur in the direction of the bed again. "Completely pissed."
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Date: 2010-10-24 03:52 pm (UTC)Yes, only sometimes.
Sigh, Merlin.
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Date: 2010-10-24 03:56 pm (UTC)Bugger the breeches, thought Arthur, who crept into bed next to him and threw an arm over the lad. He was cold, and had apparently forgotten about the blankets. Merlin would do.