Merthur/Merlin one shot

Slave Merlin

A\N trigger warning about abuse, r*pe mentioning etc, just thought I put a trigger warning in as I do not want anyone get triggered by it.
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Arthur was staring.

The male in front of him was gorgeous. This person has  long dark brown hair. It almost seemed black yet silky. His body was thin, dangerously thin and he was wearing the simple clothes that were looking like any of the other people that they rescued. But none of them looked good in these clothes. The person was a head smaller then him for sure and looked rather young, maybe around 17, but he might be older.

The sharp dull eyes reminded him of the sea but they were darker. He was pretty sure in the past there was this spark and making the blue eyes lighter. Even after the person went through, the eyes held the innocence of a child.

The person in front of him was one of the people that they had rescued but this one was special. This person would be someone he wanted to help. Why he had no idea but his gut told him that he should help.

"Hey, I am Arthur, King of Camelot. What's your name?" His voice held softness as sitting right in front of the dark haired male.

The young adult tilted his head, blinking a few times, furrowing his brows concentrating about something. It was as if he was trying to remember his name. That made his heart hurt and he wanted to give the poor innocent bean a hug. But he wouldn't, as he knew that whatever the other went through, a hug would not be well received. 

"I-I think Merlin... but others call me many things. I don't mind what you call me, you can even call me a creature or a bitch as this is something that my masters have called me many times.

This answer pained him and he wished he could have killed this bastard all over again. Worse was that there was this innocence to it and when glancing back Gwaine was having that heartbroken look.

It probably reminded him of his past with his father. Gwaine had never a good childhood. The mother had died at childbirth. This was why the two were closer then others, even though Gwaine was sometimes annoying him but for him the male was by now a brother by heart.

Not just him but all of the knights in the round table were the people he could trust, but Gwaine was someone that he listens the most.

"Merlin it is then. How about we get you to my home and you can get yourself checked out, would that be alright with you?" Arthur wanted to make sure that Merlin knows that he has the choice, but how he seen the other slaves, makes him have this feeling that Merlin would never argue and follow someone without a question.

"When this is something you desire, master I will." Merlin answers with the same innocent tone but the last word was said with cautious as trying not to get harmed.

"You don't need to call me this. You call me by my name."

Merlin looked so confused and the head tilt that was added made him look even more like a child and that hurt him a lot. His gaze went once again to his trusted adviser -which he sees Gwaine as, protecting Merlin at all cost- and the other seemed to agree to this. Gwaine would do anything to make sure that the other would understand, that he is free and would never again be forced to do something.

What Arthur knows for sure that that this would take a long time to get Merlin better.

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The way back was with Merlin sitting in front him on the same horse that he was sitting on. With Gwaine and Lancelot following them back to Camelot. The other knights would be able to take care of this situation and that was why the four were now going back home.

His heart ached as watching Merlin look around in awe. A awe that made him know that he might had never seen the woods and this made his protective urge even more then before. Not just him but the others held the same look.

Knowing his two friends they will do anything to make Merlin happy and Arthur would make sure that Merlin won't ever have to go through with everything that he went through. 

Them entering had brought attention to them and Merlin shrunk down. It was making him to decide to hurry up faster, as seeing Merlin's discomfort. The meeting with Giaus brought some rather bad things up.

Merlin seemed to be oblivious to what they had done to him. Arthur was horrified and what was implied made him feel sick to the stomach. The male had not even really thought much of it and was saying that he was not even seeing himself as a human being. For Merlin himself, he was more as a plaything and that is his purpose. Merlin had as well been vague about some of the things that happened to him.