Arthur Pendragon x reader Imagines (BBC Merlin)

It's Me

Your cell phone rang amidst the darkness and your tired eyes popped open. You groaned at the incessant ringing before using your magic to bring the phone to you.

You hissed at the bright light of the screen and blinked your eyes to adjust, before seeing your brother's name flashing on the screen. You groaned before answering with a sigh.

"Merlin....I am over 1,000 years old....beauty sleep is no longer optional." You snap at your brother over the phone, "this better be important." You spat.

"Well hello to you too, dear sister." Merlin joked but obviously, you were not in the mood.

"If you've woken me up at..." you pause to look at the time "...3 in the morning to play games, Merlin...I swear...I will murder you." You threaten over the line.

There was silence for a moment over the line before your ears were met with laughter. "Alright love...no need to be so aggressive." A different voice replies which made your blood run cold.

No. He was dead!

"Arthur..." you said breathily, recognizing that voice you could and would never forget. You gripped your phone tightly, "Merlin...I swear if you're pulling some horrible prank on me? It isn't funny." You say through the phone.

You don't hear anything for a moment before hearing a knock at your front door. You slip out of bed and put on your slippers and robe before opening the door. Their standing in front of you with the ringer to his ear, was Arthur; your Arthur.

"It's not a prank, beautiful." Arthur replies which you hear through the phone. He pulls the phone away from his ear and ends the call as he continues to stare at you.

Your phone dropped to the ground as you sniffled and shook your head. "No." You whisper in denial, "no...your...dead....your dead....your....dead." You say walking backwards before hitting the wall.

You slid to the floor, shaking your head. "You're not real...you're not real...you're not real." You kept repeating to yourself hitting your head to stop your brain from playing cruel tricks on you.

Arthur walked closer to you hesitantly but you threw your hands up, "don't come any closer!" You yell and he stops.

"You're not real..." you whisper, "my Arthur is dead!" You try and assure yourself. "He died a long time ago; you're not him...I know...you're not...." You sniffle weakly.

"It is him, (y/n)." Your brother assures you but you shook your head.

"No. That's impossible. You're dead....I saw you die!" You yell at the Arthur look-alike. "I was there...with Merlin....you died in my arms....I felt your heart stop." You say trying so desperately to deny what was really in front of you.

"(y/n)..." the Arthur look-alike began to speak but you shook your head.

"Please....please...don't speak....it's too painful." You cry, because it sounded so much like him, he looked so much like him too.

His hair was the soft blonde he had always had but was now styled a bit more modern, his toned muscles showed beneath the grey shirt he wore. His lips looked just as soft as the day he died. His eyes, oh those blue eyes! Never had you ever seen anyone since with such extraordinary blue eyes.

Just....leave me...alone." You mumble curling in on yourself as you brought your knees up to your chest. "I'm just dreaming you...you're not here...." You say with a shake of your head, "you're not real..." you say with a smile knowing that he wasn't real and you had just finally lost your mind after all these years.

The Arthur walked closer and you shied away from him. His hand went to touch your face and you recoiled as if burned by his touch.

"Please don't..." you whimper, unable to finish your plea, "I'm crazy...I've gone crazy." You say telling yourself that you had finally lost your mind.

The Arthur shook his head, and you gasped when his hand cupped your cheek. His touch felt so familiar, like from somewhere...long ago.

"You're not crazy, (y/n)." He assures softly, "crazy people don't realize that they're crazy." He says with a soft smile, a smile that made you feel like you were home.

No? It couldn't be?

"Arthur?" You whisper hopefully.

His thumb wiped the tear that escaped your eye, "it's me, my love." Arthur whispered and you looked up into his eyes.

Those blue eyes that you could drown in, if you weren't careful. Those blue eyes that you would get lost in; so often, so many years ago. Those blue eyes that no one else in all of your long life had ever had. Those blue eyes that meant your Arthur was here.

"Arthur...my Arthur?" You whisper leaning into his touch that you had craved for so long.

He smiled, "that's what I've been trying to tell you, beautiful; it's me." He assures and without warning he gets thrown to the ground forcefully by your hug. His arms wrap around you instinctively as you cry out happily.

"How...how...are...you...alive?" You ask him as you breathe heavily to try and control your tears.

"I came out of the lake about a couple of months ago...turns out...I am now banned from that lake for drawing a sword on a scantily dressed woman, "and I quote saying, "do harlot's like you, have no decency?" Arthur said and you snorted.

"You did not?" You say through a giggle and he nodded.

"Oh, I definitely did; banned from the lake for life." He says and you can't help but giggle and he smiled having missed your laugh.

"How did you find, Merlin?" You asked.

"I didn't; he found me....apparently the harlot was not exactly happy about my words and whacked me unconscious with her purse."

"Well-deserved, I might add." You say and Arthur rolled his eyes at you.

"Anyways, Merlin then found me at the hospital and busted me out." Arthur finished.

"He seriously got knocked out by a purse?" You ask your brother who nodded.

"It was a big purse." Arthur defends himself and you can't help but laugh.

"Oh, Arthur Pendragon, what am I going to do with you?" You say with a shake of your head. Still in awe that your husband was alive after all this time.

He cocked his head, "I mean...you could always...kiss me?" He proposes and you smile.

"Not in front of me you won't....that's my sister." Merlin says protectively.

"Yeah, and she's still...my wife." Arthur stated, "also if I'm not mistaken...this is her flat that she pays for?" Arthur points out.

You smirk, "oh, how I have missed you." You say staring at him, "I think you know where the door is, Merlin." You state mesmerized by Arthur's eyes.

Your brother rolls his eyes before leaving and that's when you press your lips to Arthur's. He kissed you passionately like you were the very air he breathed and that's when you knew....he really was your Arthur.