"Uh," Merlin says, glancing back wistfully at Lancelot. All bets off [not the main theme, but its an important part of the story]When Arthur is tricked into a bet and loses, too late he realizes that he has just lost the most precious thing to him: Merlin. "Really, Merlin, how did you ever survive without me?" "Quite well, actually," Merlin says, trying to snatch his precious morning caffeine hit back. I really dont.I understand, I just Merlin shakes his head, then leans down, kissing him. What would Arthur do? "I'm almost as terrible at languages as he is with people. *Completed*. "Obviously," Arthur says, sneering a little, "you cannot." See? The git is reflected on the metal walls in dim amber-hued blurs, anger in triplicate (and why he can remember that word when he doesn't know the git's name any more, he will never understand). Enjoy the rea Arthur and Merlin become separated at the Valley of the Fallen Kings. Hi Anon! When he does glance back, Arthur seems to have started an argument with him about rugby which has drawn in Elyan, Percy and Morgause. Arthur takes a slow, contemplative sip of tea and says, "If you stayed on here, properly I mean, there's some funding available for further study. He has a perfect right to look crazy if he wants to. Thanks. ", "Not that I know of." "Okay," Gwen says. The hit never lands, however. A lot of them bring chocolate biscuits, which they don't seem to realise he cannot eat unless it's an emergency. On Mondays, though, he and Morgana talk Doctor Who for the whole hour while Arthur slumps against the table and complains that he shouldn't have to put up with this at work too. Arthur asks, mouth curving into a surprisingly soft smile. ", "You're supposed to eat at the same time every day.". You've not taken any sick leave since you started, so that's not a problem.". ", "I," she proclaims, "am Human Resources. ", Merlin jumps, spills hot tea all down his front and yelps, "No! "I thought we agreed you weren't going to tell me what to do any more? I hope you enjoy reading this "Who is?" Still writing this so there might be a few grammar mistakes and I'm still editing Arthur sighs and leans his forehead against Merlin's, his eyes shut tightly. "God, are you even going to be able to do your insulin?"