Merthur/Merlin one shot

Distracted mess and age regression

A/N Just a warning that there is mentioning of both abuse and sexual abuse. But not going into detail. Oh and this is a non sexual age regression like before it's a coping mechanism and in no way sexual.  With this let's start this uwu.

Merlin really needed to do something about his helplessness whenever they meet bandits. So far, he always had been in the way, wouldn't it be for his magic he would be maturely screwed. Yes, Arthur found out about it and accepted him after a while of him being mad at him. But still there was no way that he could continue on without at least some training.

So, he asked Lancelot for help. The male instantly agreed enthusiastic and he was happy that the other agreed. This was also hidden as from the king as he rather wanted to surprise the other or maybe just out of embarrassment and nervousness when he wouldn't be able to learn.

Yet he found out one thing that he was better with weapons who were smaller, like daggers, shooting with bow etc. This was something that he could do well enough. But it had to come how it had to come. His gaze avoided Arthur who was giving him the look.

The kind of one where he wants answers and not stopping until he has told the truth. Merlin always had sucked at lying and that was a thing that the king knew. So, he fidgets and feeling kind of like a child who has done something.

He swallowed at this and remembering that there had been a male in his life that used this to his advantage. One thing that made him cautious to be in love again with Arthur. A shudder went through his body as he really wasn't wanting to be on the receiving end of Arthur.

"Um..."

"Oh come on just explain yourself. I am not mad but more offended that you asked someone else instead of me." The king was sounding sulking now and this led to him to look up to see the cutest expression ever seen. A pout and all in all the entire expression was sulking. So that he could feel his cheeks heat up.

"Oh so oh..." God he was really dumb right now. Should had expected that the other would jealous. It was a thing that tended to happen with Arthur.

"Just oh?"

"Okay I am sorry I just wanted to um surprise you didn't expect you to find us so um..." His voice was sheepish, and the flush felt traveling over his entire face out of a timid feeling that washed over him.

"Ah, well too late now. From now on you will train with me."

This was all that was said before the other left him alone with Lancelot who looked amused. A groan went out and he really wasn't liking this at all. Not that he wasn't enjoying his by now best friends' or by now massive crush, presence but he just wasn't liking the fact that he now training with Arthur.

That alone because he was sure that he wouldn't be able to concentrate with how hot the other looked in his training armor. Not to mention that he really wouldn't be able to hurt Arthur. It was just that he hated seeing the other hurt.

"Oh come you should have realized that Arthur would not let anyone train you other then our king. The male has too much of an ego." The tone was teasingly, and he snorted at this as the male had a massive ego.

"But all jokes aside he just wants to train you because we all know he's the best out of all of us and would be able to train you better than anyone else. He's a good teacher." The tone was softer said and he let out a heavy sigh.

"I know but I just don't think I can..." He struggled with his words now and Lancelot gave him a knowing look, ruffled his hair.

"I know but try not to think of it too much. I am sure that even when you hurt each other that Gaius will be able to fix you up or you could just heal each other." The tone was suggestive yet also with the same soft tone.

"O-okay your right." This was the rest said as they both went their separate ways. With him having to do as being the royal warlock job and Lancelot with his knightly duties.

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The next morning came and he was instantly dragged by Arthur away. Forced to wear a chain shirt or whatever you call it, because Autor-chan has no idea what to call them (Oi don't call me out like this Merlin) and a sword being pushed into his hands.

"Alright Merlin let's head to the training place." Arthur had not even waited but instantly leaving him with a sour mood. It was just that he was nervous enough already. Had not slept much this night because of assassin's entering the kingdom again. And today he would had rather worked and done his warlock things.