Suddenly Arthur remembered how, that distant night, Merlin himself had said jokingly
"It really is too hot here..." and had started to unlaced his scarf, clumsily.
Arthur, at the sight of his blushed cheeks and innocent eyes, had lost his mind and had started to kiss Merlin's whole face wildly.
The more Arthur had kissed him, the more Merlin had smiled lighthearted.
Arthur remember again that night far, far away and how small Merlin was under him.
How thin his hips were. How delicate Merlin's body was, compared to his after years of training.
Merlin's face was so slim that he could feel his pronounced cheekbones just grazing them.
Merlin's beautiful dimples had intensified every time Arthur had put his lips on every inch of his profile.
Arthur remember he had kissed Merlin's smiles a thousand times that warm night.
And he had not stopped smiling.
Arthur had never seen him so intensely happy.
So much pureness, perfection and beauty.
That special night Arthur had promised himself to protect Merlin's smile at all cost.
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Merthur "My smile is only yours."
Romance"You still remember that day..." Arthur fell into a kind of melancholy, Merlin was completely different now. "I do remember everything. Every moment spent with you." He had no bright childish eyes anymore. His eyes were wiser, mature. He was a grow...
