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Memories 4/? 
20th-Aug-2009 11:26 pm
Title: Memories
Fandom: Merlin
Pairing: Arthur/Merlin, Morgana/Gwen, Lancelot/Will
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Don't own Merlin
Summary: Merlin is tired of the centuries in between reincarnations in which he's so alone, so he stops looking for Arthur, making a life for himself. And yet Arthur comes back into his life, and even without his memories Prince Arthur is playing for keeps.
Note: Lancelot is a little ooc because I needed a fun, flirty friend for Merlin and somehow I didn't see Will as flirty---unless it was towards Merlin.
Warning: AU. Gay People EVERYWHERE! lol


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Merlin looked up from where he’d been about to insert the key into the lock, seeing Gwen’s worried face as the door swung open. “Um, hullo. I came back as soon as I got your call.”

Gwen grabbed the warlock’s arm and pulled him into his flat, motioning with her head towards where Lancelot was pacing back and forth in the living room endlessly, face troubled.

“What happened?” Merlin asked, shrugging off his jacket and hanging it up, brushing his windblown hair out of his face.

“Will-I-Am.” Gwen whispered, leaning close to Merlin, worried gaze on Lancelot, who would stop pacing only to growl and then continue onward, shaking his head and grumbling to himself, running agitated fingers through his hair.

“He didn’t really end up being some fat old pervert, did he?” Merlin whispered back, eyes wide, trying to figure out what about the internet lover could have Lancelot in this state.

“Of course not.” Gwen slapped his arm for that one.

Merlin blinked, eyes narrowed. “He didn’t dump him, did he?”

Gwen shook her head once more. “He wants to meet.”

“What’s the problem with that?” Merlin wanted to know, somewhat confused. “Shouldn’t Lance be happy about this?”

“Happy? Happy?” Lancelot looked up and glared at Merlin, obviously having heard their whispers despite it all. “How can I be happy about this?How?”

Merlin blinked once more, sure he was missing something. “You’re bloody in love with the guy, Lancelot. Why wouldn’t you want to meet him face to face?”

Gwen brought her hand to her mouth in concern as she looked between the two males, obviously worried they were about to fight.

Lancelot’s mouth opened and closed before he sighed and sat down. “What if he doesn’t like me in person, Merlin? What if I’m not exactly the guy he envisioned when we’re chatting? I mean, what if he’s disappointed or something?” He looked to the side, resigned. “It’s not like we used our pictures while chatting. He might be expecting someone else.”

Merlin was sure he hadn’t heard that coming out of Lancelot’s mouth.

There was no way someone like Lancelot, one of the handsomest blokes Merlin had ever seen in his vast lifetime, could be so, so, insecure!

It was almost laughable.

“Oh Lance.” Gwen sighed as she went and sat next to him, hand on his. “Don’t you think that Will’s gotta be wondering the same thing about howyou will react to him?”

Lance looked at her miserably. “You think?”

Her expression was tender and sisterly as she nodded, reaching forwards and brushing some of his hair out of his face. “Of course.” She nodded. “He probably wonders if you’ll like how he is in person as well, and it must have taken him a lot of courage to ask to meet you.”

Lance lowered his gaze. “I wanted to ask him a million times but I never butched up enough to do it.”

“See? He likes you enough to ‘butch up’ and do it himself!” Gwen grinned, trying to lighten up the mood. “And guess what? Unlike all those guys at the bar who hit on you because you’re like a Greek god, Will has never seen your picture before. He likes you for what’s in here” she tapped his forehead “and here” she tapped his heart.

Lancelot smiled slightly, turning his head to look at her. “You’re really good at this, Guinevere.”

“I like to think so.” She smiled back.

“I’m curious, though.” Merlin announced, coming towards them. “Did you have the full mental breakdown before or after your gave him your response?”

Lancelot glared at him for the ‘mental breakdown’ part, but then took in a breath. “He asked me in an email. I haven’t written back my answer yet.”

“What do you plan on doing?” Gwen asked him, curious.

“He’ll go meet him of course.” Merlin announced, sure of it. “Lancelot is not a coward. He’s going to suck it up, go meet Will, and we’re going to tag along and make sure that if he’s a weird, fat old pervert, he has a safe way out. And if Will’s a great guy and we see them hitting it off, we’ll slink off to do some partying of our own.”

“I approve of this plan.” Gwen grinned.

Lancelot smiled at them both. “You’d do that for me?”

“No,” Merlin shook his head, smile teasing. “We’re really doing it for ourselves. We’ve been dying to know what Will-I-Am looks like, isn’t that right, Gwen?”

“That’s right Merlin.” Gwen nodded, laughing at Lancelot as he stuck his tongue out good-naturedly at them.

The young woman got up and hugged Merlin, resting her head against his shoulder, as they watched Lancelot go to the computer and begin to write his reply to Will-I-Am’s email.

“Make sure it’s a place you’re comfortable with, but not somewhere you go to all the time otherwise if he’s a stalker you’ll never be able to enjoy it again.” Merlin advised.

“Good one.” Gwen squeezed him.

Lancelot nodded his agreement to the statement as he once more began his battle with the keyboard.

“I have a lifetime of knowledge.” Merlin laughed at how they didn’t know just how long that lifetime had been.

“So why haven’t you used it to your advantage and wrapped Arthur around your little finger?” Gwen teased, giving his arm a little squeeze. “All it would take would be one shake of your hips and he’d follow behind like a puppy. A horny puppy, but a puppy nonetheless.”

Merlin’s eyes widened and he looked down at her in shock.

What?” She blushed, looking away. “You know it’s true!” The pretty dark skinned girl then pouted. “So, Morgana and Arthur’s dad must be someone important, huh? I got that vibe, that he’s a man of power.”

Merlin snorted in amusement. You have no idea how much power.

“I called her, while you were walking back here.” Gwen admitted.

Merlin raised an eyebrow. “You have her number?”

“Yeah.” A blush was tinting her cheeks. “She gave it to me when we met.”

Merlin looked away, trying not to pout.

Arthur hadn’t given him his number.

Not that he’d asked for it or anything.

Or wanted it for that matter.

There was a pause.

Gods, he wasn’t even fooling himself anymore!

Sighing, Merlin closed his eyes.

He was doomed.

Lancelot got up and rushed out of the living room. “I call dibs on the shower!” And with that he disappeared into the bathroom.

Gwen and Merlin exchanged grins.

The ageless warlock motioned towards the sofa and they sat down, both knowing that Lancelot + bathroom = serious waiting.

“So,” Merlin leaned forwards, arms resting on his thighs. “What did you and Morgana talk about?”

“Well, I told her about the whole Lancelot situation while he’d locked himself in the bathroom---.”

“He locked himself in the bathroom?” Merlin asked, amused.

She grinned, nodding. “First thing he did after reading the email.”

“Who would have thought?” Merlin shook his head in disbelief.

“I know…but as I was saying, I told Morgana and she wasn’t very helpful.” And yet Gwen was smiling. “Her advice was to tell him to butch up and try being a man. Said it worked all the time with Arthur.”

Merlin chuckled. That sounded like something Morgana would say when trying to ‘comfort’ Arthur.

Gwen opened her mouth to speak when her mobile rung.

Getting up she hurried to her bag and searched inside before fishing out her Nokia and blushing. “It’s Morgana.” With that she stepped out onto the small terrace to have some privacy.

So it starts.

Merlin shook his head, smirking, as he leaned back against the sofa and cushioned his head with his hands.

Hearing the doorbell ring, Merlin groaned, wondering if Gwen and Lancelot had ordered takeout again. Honestly, he didn’t know how the three of them stayed in shape with the amount of takeout and unhealthy things they ate.

Yet the sight on the other side of the door wasn’t of some pimply teenager.

Merlin froze, eyes wide. “How the bloody hell do you know where I live?”

Arthur smirked from where he was leaning in the doorframe. “I have connections.”

Morgana pushed passed him and entered the house with a quick smile in Merlin’s direction, still talking on the phone to Gwen. She made a beeline to where the other woman was talking with her back to her.

The dark skinned girl gave a little cry of surprise as Morgana enveloped her in an easy hug from behind as a greeting, resting her chin on the blushing, surprised woman’s shoulder.

“She doesn’t waste any time.” Merlin was amused to see that some things just didn’t change, no matter how many lifetimes.

He turned to Arthur and his breath came out in surprise to find him so much closer than he’d been seconds ago. “Uhm, uh, you should probably come in.”

Arthur smirked as he followed Merlin as the warlock slowly backed into his apartment, closing the door and locking it behind him with apparent malevolent intent.

Merlin gulped.

It was ridiculous how pubescent he was acting all of a sudden.

The door to the bathroom opened and Lancelot emerged enveloped in steam, hair wet and sticking to his face, droplets of water caressing his torso, his lower body covered only with a barely there towel.

Merlin couldn’t help it as his gaze followed the trail of a single droplet down Lancelot’s hard abs.

He managed to tear his gaze away and send Arthur a cautious look when the blonde growled at him and reached for him.

“Artie!” Lancelot grinned, noticing the blonde who’d just pulled a blushing, sputtering Merlin to him and buried his face in the warlock’s neck.

Arthur waved a hand carelessly in greeting, trailing his nose softly up Merlin’s neck.

Lancelot chuckled dirtily at the shocked expression on Merlin’s face before going to his room to change into clothes.

“What---are you doing?” Merlin asked, voice breaking slightly at the feel of Arthur’s hot breath against his neck, his hands on his hips.

“I’m not---exactly sure---actually.” Arthur admitted, tightening his hold on Merlin’s hips. “I’m not usually a hands on kinda guy.” He nipped at the pulse in Merlin’s neck in the way only Arthur knew drove him wild.

Merlin’s hands went to the front of Arthur’s shirt and clenched his fists tight in the material, feeling his knees wobble.

“But ever since the moment I first saw you I just---,” he emphasized his meaning by nibbling just a little harder. “It’s as if I know your body better than I do my own, and I crave it, even during the most inconvenient of times.”

“How inconvenient?” Merlin managed to ask.

Arthur chuckled softly and rested his forehead on Merlin’s shoulder. “Sometimes, during my meetings with my father, the fantasies just come alive and I get a little deaf and blind to anything that wasn’t those images and those sounds.”

Merlin nearly swallowed his tongue.

Arthur’s voice was raspy. “It’s been a million times worse since the magic show, though. I just can’t not dream of you, beneath me, and somehow,somehow, I know that if I do this you’ll be putty in my hands.”

He emphasized it by doing said act, and Merlin whimpered as his knees buckled.

Arthur, ready for this, drew him in closer so that he could feel the beginnings of an erection pressed into his hip.

Merlin knew that if he didn’t get away soon they would both forget they were in the living room and give Gwen, Morgana, and Lancelot a show they didn’t need to see.


Plus, it wasn’t fair.

This wasn’t fair.

Not to Arthur.

He was seeing flashes of the times they’d been intimate together, and he thought they were his own imaginings. The images were seducing him, were basically brainwashing him into believing that he----.

Merlin pushed away, feeling horrified and guilty, wondering now for the first time if this hadn’t happened to Arthur before. What if all the times they’d ended up together was because Arthur’s memories had subconsciously began to manifest while close to him and he’d thought they meant he was in love with Merlin?

“What’s wrong?” Arthur asked, voice husky, but eyes narrowed, worried, sensing the wall Merlin had slammed between them.

Merlin turned away from him, unwilling to let Arthur see his face when he knew that there was shame, worry, and guilt written on his every feature.

“I’m ready!” Lancelot announced, coming out of the room, dressed in his finest. “Let’s go! If we want to make it on time we have to leave now!”

Merlin looked up at him, glad for the distraction, forcing a smile on his face. “How are you going to recognize each other?”

“Good question.” Morgana announced, sauntering back into the room, her finger hooked in the front pocket of Gwen’s jeans, playfully dragging the blushing woman behind her.

“I told him I’d be wearing my trusty leather cuff band.” Lancelot grinned as he shook the hand on which said cuff band adorned his wrist. “And hesaid he’s going to be wearing a black shirt that says Jesus is coming! LOOK BUSY!” He grinned.

Gwen giggled. “I like him already.”

Merlin forced his smile in place, feeling Arthur’s confused gaze on him and ignoring it. “We should all go now. Or we’ll miss the tube.”

Lancelot’s eyes widened. “Let’s go you slowpokes!”

Merlin avoided Arthur as he hurried after his friend.

His heart heavy.

This was going to be a long night.

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21st-Aug-2009 04:43 am (UTC)
Merlin, you IDIOT! Argh! Someone, preferably Arthur, needs to hit him upside the head and just take him...up against a wall or something.
This is another great chapter! Plus, no more crying! Good job! I was afraid people were going to start getting angry with you.
21st-Aug-2009 05:08 am (UTC)
Thank you for the kind consideration! I was beginning to wonder if I should start sleeping with a knife under my pillow or something! lol
21st-Aug-2009 04:47 am (UTC)
I'm really enjoying this story and I love that you update so frequently! Poor Merlin, trying so hard to stay out of Arthur's life and failing so miserably. I keep imagining conversations between them in my head after reading each new chapter, it's quite distracting xp Thanks for writing this and can't wait for more.
21st-Aug-2009 05:09 am (UTC)
If it's like that then I'm doing SOMETHING right! yay! Thanks for the review :D
21st-Aug-2009 05:24 am (UTC)
aahh, i got so excited to see that you updated :D
And jeeze, i swear a couple of more seconds Arthur would've taken Merlin right there on the floor, lol. But, if i'm not mistaken he's with Sophia right?
anyway, as always fab job, dear. :) <3
21st-Aug-2009 05:28 am (UTC)
Well, according to Merlin Arthur is as good as engaged to her.
21st-Aug-2009 05:33 am (UTC)
I'm so addicted to this story! I can't get enough! XD
21st-Aug-2009 01:13 pm (UTC)
More and more, I feel like a crack dealer. lol Fic dealer?
21st-Aug-2009 05:35 am (UTC)
You are very good with UST (or slightly-resolved sexual tension, but oh well) XD

I love the Jesus shirt thing, I've seen it on a bumper sticker. xD
21st-Aug-2009 01:14 pm (UTC)
I don't remember WHERE I saw it, but I thought-----DAMN! Right before bursting out laughing and choking on what I was drinking, so I had to include it here.
21st-Aug-2009 05:53 am (UTC)
Hey!! You are killing me with this amazing updates. I'll try to comment more because Im already in love with your story. Oh poor Merlin, he's so confused. And Arthur wasn't with Sophia?

I need more! *hugs*

21st-Aug-2009 01:15 pm (UTC)
Ah, yes, the Sophia debacle! She should be either brought up or appear in the next chapter, coincidentally.
21st-Aug-2009 06:08 am (UTC) - I want to EAT this chapter! @_@

Seriously, though.

First off, loving Lancelot being so nervous about Will. I really love how you manage to make him very manly and very girly at the same time. (I could imagine that with the show's version of Lancelot, oddly enough. :D).

Also love Gwen's "puppy" line. Especially the horny puppy part. ^_^

Anyway, gotta say, love Arthur's rather blunt/direct method of attack seduction. ^_^ And Merlin feeling so guilty about it, both adorable and frustrating at the same time!

Somehow, I have a feeling Will and Lance's date is going to be a bit of a cataclysm for them...

Hm, I wonder if Will's reaction to Arthur will be the same as in the show. Maybe an anti-corporate conspiracist or something? Considering the way you've been playing in all the characters' reincarnations, I can't wait to see how this plays out. ^_^

21st-Aug-2009 01:10 pm (UTC) - Re: I want to EAT this chapter! @_@

I wanted to make Lancelot as real as possible (and its hard given the fact we only have one episode of him and all we know is that he's somewhat annoyingly noble) and I kinda see Lancelot as not realizing just how good looking he is---despite his jokes about his handsomeness. And anyway, Will means a lot to him, so he would worry...a lot!

Oh! Attack is a very good description actually! It's the hunter in Arthur.

Will's reaction to Arthur? Even I am wondering about that. But the situation is changed, so maybe his reaction will be too, I'm not exactly sure.
21st-Aug-2009 06:27 am (UTC)
Oh can't wait and see what happens next. Morgana is such a foward girl I'm quite impress! not to mention Arthur himself too. Hehe Poor Merlin.
Waiting patiently for the next chapter. =]
21st-Aug-2009 01:16 pm (UTC)
Somehow I don't see Morgana holding back on anything, be it her opinions or her actions. She's just not like that in the series, she's bullheaded and fights for what she thinks is right even if she gets thrown into the dungeon for the night, and I think she'd be the same way when it came to getting Gwen.
21st-Aug-2009 06:44 am (UTC)
I'm so glad you updated! I don't know whether to feel sorry for Merlin or slap him upside the head. I love Arthur immediately trying to get into it - Gwen's "horny puppy" comment comes to mind. LOL.

This date between Lancelot and Will should be interesting - what with Merlin resisting Arthur because of his guilt and the chance Will could be the same Will who dislikes Arthur. I foresee a lot of tension...

The Gwen/Morgana moments were so sweet. :)
21st-Aug-2009 01:18 pm (UTC)
*nods* Arthur is a VERY horny puppy.

I actually have NO IDEA what's going to happen on the date (I hardly know what's going to happen in each chapter except for a vague idea) so this will be interesting for us us!
21st-Aug-2009 07:22 am (UTC)
Poor Merlin.
21st-Aug-2009 01:18 pm (UTC)
*nods* The fates like to play with him. :D
21st-Aug-2009 07:56 am (UTC)
aww im loving this fic, but i feel bad for merlin.,..
21st-Aug-2009 01:19 pm (UTC)
To be truthful, if I were Merlin I'd be like "screw this, he wants it" but Merlin's a lot more noble than I am...unfortunately.
21st-Aug-2009 09:03 am (UTC)
Another great chapter!!!!
I think I'm enjoying this story far too much *makes devil eye*!
21st-Aug-2009 01:19 pm (UTC)
*blinks at devil eye*

21st-Aug-2009 09:05 am (UTC)
Merlin needs to give in already! Woah!!!!!
And I love the "Jesus is coming. Look busy." t-shirt, my Dad has one ;) lol.
♥ Brilliant
21st-Aug-2009 01:20 pm (UTC)
That line is just brilliant, I want to give a cookie to whoever sat down and thought that one up!
21st-Aug-2009 09:40 am (UTC)
Merlin definitely thinks too much XDXD
Morgana, being a woman, acts! xDxD
Poor Arthur, it seems it'll be hard for hime to have his Merlin back! ;)
Nice chapter as always♥
21st-Aug-2009 01:21 pm (UTC)
Exactly! The difference between Merlin and Morgana is that Merlin thinks and thinks and Morgana just goes for it. *go women in general for their total coolness* laughs. Then again, Arthur's the same way, so maybe it's a Pendragon gene????
21st-Aug-2009 10:36 am (UTC)
Wow my emotions went on a roller coaster ride while reading this chappy. First I'm giggling about how Lance behaves like a 13 year old girl afraid of meeting someone from the internet then went to laughing at the horny puppy part and going on to disgust at the mention of Uther *würg* but that was a short one. I went on giggling as you made Merlin move out of Denialsville. OMG he LOCKED himself??? How old is he 14??? I couldn't stop laughing now. Artie xDDDDDDDD i had a guinea pig named Artie and an otter my friend owns is named Artie too I HAD to think about them instantly. And Arthur getting on Merlin that fast o0 if I were Merlin I'd feel like a cheap bitch (okaaay they HAVE a past and this hole destiny thing going on but ... uh nvrmind)and he's always talking about the body o0 right now poor Merlin is just a piece of meat at least for THIS incarnation of "Artie" xDDD When Merlin realized he "brainwashed" Arthur I was in a state between OMG "protect Merlin it wasn't on purpose" and "Merlin cut the crap it's not true!" And the shirt just lifted the mood again, did you copy it from a real shirt or invent the shirt?
21st-Aug-2009 01:25 pm (UTC)
I'm not exactly sure where I saw it, but it stuck to my head, and another reviewers says that said reviewer's father has a shirt that says that----so I must have seen it on a shirt.

Yep, at the moment everything between Merlin and Arthur is purely PHYSICAL, at least on Arthur's side. He's just reacting to the memories he's had of Merlin that he thinks are dream or fantasies (all kinda nc-17) and its driving him wild---and Merlin really isn't complaining----or he wasn't, at least.

I'm so glad you're frustrated with Merlin! That's what I was planning for.
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