Oh, Merlin. It's you. (Ominis x Reader)

Interval Weekend

Authors Note: I'm taking some creative liberties with this chapter. I've just made up "Interval Weekend" but it works for my plot devices.
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You woke up to an unfamiliar feeling of limbs entangled around your own. It took you a moment of realization to remember where you were. Or really, who you were there with. Immediately, you felt your face flush and pulse quicken. Your head was still buried deep into Ominis's chest and you were intoxicated with his fresh scent. You became conscious of your own arms, wrapped tightly around his torso into an embrace. You felt his hands up your back, squeezing you into himself as his chest took subtle dips and raises as he breathed softly.

It was the middle of December and the room was unbearably cold without the fireplace burning. Any limb of yours that was not directly touching Ominis' body, ran frigid (and a bit lonely if you might add too). You had only ever dreamed of being this close to Ominis, getting to sleep in the same bed as him. From the way he was holding you, you wondered if he felt the same too.Ominis stirred from above you.

Letting out a low groan as he shifted his grip on you. You stayed frozen. Wide eyes and a beating heart as you listened for how he would position himself next. One of his hands trailed along the small of your back, making its way lower until it reached a section that your ill-fitted pajamas did not cover. Instinctually, it snuck its way inside until you could feel his touch on your actual skin.

You almost hissed at the contact. It was highly unusual to be touched in such an area, especially without a layer of fabric, especially by a man that you were hopelessly in love with, and especially whilst the two of you were sharing a twin-sized bed. Besides all that, his fingers were freezing and you thought for sure they must have been leaving behind a layer of frost with them.You would have liked to feel where else Ominis cold hands may have traveled. You could think of some spots under your shirt that would warm him up much faster, though you almost crucified yourself for thinking such thoughts. You were actually somewhat grateful to be interrupted by the sound of the door creaking open. Following came footsteps and then a light, hearty chuckle which you could only recognize as Sebastian.

"Merlin!" He swore under his breath, standing before the bed and looking at the two of you. You did not have the courage to raise your head and meet his, so you shut your eyes tight instead and hoped he'd just leave again. You weren't sure how the two of you would explain this one. "I was gone all but 15 minutes and return to this?"

That was a lie, he had been gone for hours.

Ominis shifted again around you, the hand under your shirt traveling further up to the high of your back, taking the fabric with it. You thought under different circumstances, all would be fine, but with Sebastian's leering eyes over you, you shook free of his grasp. This woke Ominis immediately whose calm face had now warped into one of confusion and frustration. He took one quick breath before seemingly realizing exactly where he was.

Maybe he felt your legs still intertwined with his, or he felt your hair dancing delicately over the pillow you were sharing, or maybe, he even smelled that caramel soap on you that he ever so adored. But regardless, the boy became ever so flustered at the revelation that it was you he was in bed with.

"Merlin!" He swore, backing himself away from you. You became a little offended. "I apologize, I did not think this was real."

You looked back quizzically.

"I mean, I thought I was having a dream. I mean-I apologize. I did not intend to... touch you, it's just very cold. Merlin. Are you alright, y/n? I'm so sorry."

It was possibly the most flustered you had ever seen Ominis. His face reached a deep shade of pink and he appeared to be slinking back into the bed as much as possible. Though, with how small of a space it was, he really could not get that far from you.