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[Merlin] Like The Beauty and The Beast.

Fandom: Merlin
Character: Merlin / Arthur
set of issues: Sep 4 - Beauty and the Beast
Prompt: 02. "It is not right for a woman to read, are the strange ideas in his head"
Rating: PG15
Warning: Fluff, Melancholy, General, One Shot, Slash!
Table: Here
DISCLAIMER: The characters in these stories are not my own, but belong to the BBC and some for them. From these stories we do not return anything.



Like the Beauty and the Beast.

That evening they decided to gather together to spend some 'time in the company, as now not happened for centuries.
The merry band had ended up invading a new apartment that Arthur, Merlin and Gwaine separated by a few weeks.
House would be too small Lancelot, Gwen and Morgana had not yet detached from their nest, and more were all curious to see how he could go on the strange coexistence of three boys. It was clear to most that between Arthur and Gwaine blood did not flow very good.
But the evening was spending a quiet, including challenges to the wii, pizza delivery and lots of laughter.
After dinner the girls had insisted on watching Beauty and the Beast on Disney Channel.
"What you have, two years?" was the comment by Arthur. Morgana had glared at him and he was stationed categorically Gwen on the couch together, forget it.
The boys were instead sat at the table in the living room, just off the TV, and had taken to whispering to each other.
Merlin felt strangely good that night. He had really missed that feeling of pure happiness that pervaded every time he was with his friends.
went to live in London - and have the opportunity to know them - it was the best choice he could take. Knew he had to thank his mother - who had pushed in that direction - because he had found a new life.
had known Arthur and others, and in a short time had established a strong link between them all.
When the blond asked him to move in with him, Merlin had been in a strange situation. She knew early on that even Gwaine - known in the bar where she worked - was looking for a place to stay, but he was also aware that he and Arthur were not exactly best friends, but in the end - still did not know how - had decided to look for an apartment together, in order to split the costs and try to save some '.
Within days he had been catapulted into a parallel world.
stay in close contact with the two was not as he had expected. Sometimes
between those four walls could hear some little dig, or in most cases and meekly whispered softly, especially by Gwaine. But nothing so tragic, as they had previously imagined.
The two had found a way to live together, not counting too much on each other.
For its part, however, Merlin believed stay in close contact with the blond had meant to put at risk - though - his own life.
Ritrovarselo early in the morning, half naked and with his voice hoarse from sleep completely mixed - and sometimes booze from the night before - had increased his chances of becoming the victim of a potential heart attack. The dark
understood to be completely fucked up when she met Arthur. With that so haughty and arrogant, the blond had been breached in his heart, leaving him with no alternative but to totally miss him. Merlin, however, had not revealed to anyone, even if he and the others had gone to live together, the Moor had noticed something different in the blond, who in every moment - and not - had become extremely possessive him. Especially when you were in the same room together with Gwaine. Merlin was not
reached a sensible conclusion, but he knew that Arthur had all those little gestures that fused together, tended to make his life a living hell. He knew that sooner or later would explode, which would declare his feelings to the blonde and that would combine a total mess. But probably
Arthur's behavior was dictated only by his thirst for wanting to feel more important, to know to be served and revered as a prince, and flattered, as his vain side would never find satisfaction.
be back together, however, for once, Merlin made him feel truly happy.
Occasionally the Moor was part of the conversation that the others were involving them, paying But attention to the images that ran on television.
He had always wondered why just before the Christmas season were broadcast around the footage that Disney had baked over the years.
probably served to make soften the hearts of people, so as to push them to buy gifts for friends and run the economy well.
After everyone had seen at least once in your life that film, and it was difficult to remain completely indifferent.
Merlin shook his head slightly when he saw Gaston appear on the screen. The rooster in the hen house ...

Tsk. was too arrogant for his tastes. In that scene
Belle was annoying, trying to read a book.
He saw the guy pull it out of hand, blurted
"It's not fair that a woman will read ... The strange ideas in his head!"
What an idiot.
The dark he could not stop the thought. He had not even noticed that he completely abandoned his conversation with others, and to have turned his whole body toward the TV to follow the film.
He thought it was a story that females, but underneath he had always liked.
images flowing fluid and well cared for those drawings could not help but give him a sense of satisfaction while watching.
When Gaston began to sing, Merlin Morgana noticed that Arthur had begun to set.
It was not long before the blond one would notice. The dark
saw Arthur raised an eyebrow, while implicitly asked the sister to spit on any decision he wanted to give him.
He knew all too well.
"You are the same as him" and then she exhaled mocking, pointing to the boy who was busy singing the big screen plasma.
"Not true. In not-"
" The strongest? "Interjected Gwaine.
"The best?" Lancelot continued.
"Brainless?" Concluded Merlin amused.
"Hey." The Moor saw the other approach them, and then receive from him a sound slap on the head.
"gourd" the blond replied acidly.
"I said only the truth," the boy said plaintively rubbing the point of impact.
" Merlin! "
He never stopped using quell'intonazione. The dark
looked at him with the most angelic air that he could pull off.
"I find that most resembles the Beast ..." Gwen exhaled.
All turned toward her, curious to know his thoughts at length.
"Yes ..." she began in a tone of obvious, "this side to be tough and hard is just a mask. In fact I think Arthur is good and kind, even if it fails to admit the am-"
" We realized Gwen, thank you. "
biodno looked at the Merlin, which had blocked the girl to end up preventing the speech he had begun.
He had something in his nervous expression.
The boys dropped that argument goes back to talking about other things while the girls were once again plunged into the film.
But Merlin had continued to watch Arthur without a word, unable to explain why things had had to take that turn.
L ' am - It had to be
love the missing word.
Arthur fell in love with a girl and had not told him anything.
He considered him a friend so little? Why
Gwen had gone to a confiding and he had not said anything? He thanked
mentally because they never had the courage to express his feelings.
A gay who claims to a hetero.
would surely destroy their friendship.
was a hopeless case.



*** The evening had ended well, apart from the inner conflicts of Merlin.
The girls had finished watching the film, the boys had played their final game to the Wii and then we were greeted. The dark
had just changed clothes, wearing a heavy fleece pajamas.
He had not yet used to the cold of London.
He walked down the hall, when, passing in front of Arthur's room, he heard himself called:
"Merlin!" He could not
not even go to the bathroom now?
It overlooks the room, leaning his hands against the door frame.
"Yes," he asked.
"You admit you know?" Said Arthur, beautifully laid out on his bed with his hands behind his head flow. Why
had to be so damn perfect?
You can not have it.
"What," asked the dark, trying to push that stupid little voice that was threatened in his mind.
"Whether you like it."
"Do not talk nonsense." He hastened to respond rashly. The
found.
He knew that he had betrayed himself. The tone in which he said had left at least three tones higher than its normal. And he also knew Arthur would never have believed it, even if he had continued to deny the clear evidence.
're screwed.
"You know there would be no harm ..." had taken over the blond.
The thousand voices that were made off the head of Merlin, creating a chaotic third world war, quieted in a moment. Stared at him, trying to understand what he meant by that phrase.
He had a chance?
not .

yet ... No, it could be.
Arthur was in love with a girl. Gwen had done well understood. For him there was never any space in the heart of the blonde.
He walked away from the doorway and went to the bathroom.
I might as well accept it, things would never change each other.
He was to lower the door handle when he felt something pull back.
Arthur took him of weight and had thrown to the wall of the corridor.
"You're an idiot" I felt blow against his lips before you kiss.
Merlin could clearly perceive the language of his search for Arthur, tame and ride it in a never-ending dance.
The Moor came off a bit 'from him, reluctantly, significantly short of breath.
"Gwaine ..." she whispered.
He could see them.
But just mumbled the name Merlin felt carried away by Arthur in his room, then to resume where they left.
feel the essence of the blonde invade his nostrils, completely drugged.
When the great Arthur's hands began to wander over her body, understood to have arrived in paradise.

***

"Gwen was right before."
Merlin lying on the bed of Arthur, had barely exhaled that phrase, being careful not to disturb too much the blond, who was dozing next to him. Then she saw him look at him inquiringly.
"When he said that you like the beast," replied the dark, with a shrug.
"Tsk." He felt the more irritated snort.
'It is true instead. Underneath this facade is beautiful and impossible, it is really is the heart of a lion! "
" Watch Merlin ... La prossima volta che ti dimentichi le chiavi di casa potrei lasciarti fuori al freddo e al gelo...”
“Tanto mi aprirebbe Gwaine” disse vispo il ragazzo con fare ovvio.
“Smetti di appellarti sempre a lui” ribatté Arthur a denti stretti.
“Vedi come ti irriti facilmente? Ha ragione Gwen, sei come la B-” Ma un altro bacio soffocò la frase di Merlin.
Quando si staccò da lui, il moro guardò negli occhi l’altro.
Erano avvolti nelle stesse coperte, ed avevano appena fatto l’amore.
Fino a poco tempo prima Merlin non avrebbe mai pensato that such a thing could happen. Instead
... "And who are you? Belle? "Arthur grinned, amused.
"Idiot," snapped back the dark.
"No, you're an idiot. If it were not for me you'd still be there watching with dreamy eyes, without even lifting a finger. "
Arrogant.
"Thank God you're here then," cried mock grateful. "Beast." He then added in a whisper.
She found herself smiling to himself, thinking how strange it was reality.
The day before he was pining for her love was a one-way, but now he was in the arms of what he believed to be the man of her life.
And tomorrow ... Yes, tomorrow ... That would take him where?