Merlin (x reader) One-shots

PercivalxReader for @devilwearsplaid

The music was light and carefree, singing to your soul as your cup was always full no matter how much you drank. Gwain was opposite you trying to lay with some serving girl whilst your feet felt like jelly underneath you. You'd never been happier. Skirts flying and ale free flowing you and Gwain were having the times of your lives.
God Arthur is going to be so angry with us tomorrow.
The thought brushed against your conscious before a 'screw it what's the worst he can do' replaced it. You were having way to much fun dancing anyway, and if the added height the table gave you allowed you to ogle the beautiful muscles of one sir Percival... well, who were you to complain.
"Hey hey! Here lass I got you another!" A squeak left your lips as you're forcibly dragged off the table, stumbling into the chest of a short, robust man, ruining your, rather enjoyable, view.
"Do I know you?" You slurred drunkenly backing into the table.
"Of course you do lass! I'm your future husband" he smirked. Your eyes grew wide as you struggled against his iron grip on your wrist pushing the cold oak table painfully into your back.
Damn. That's going to leave a bruise. You think utterly confused on how you always manage to get into these situations. Studying his dark eyes you grew worried, his smile only grew drawing your attention to his long black beard streaked with grey
He has to be at least 50.
"So sorry good sir but you are certainly not my type and I'm not in need of more drink or more company so if you'll excuse me" you try to decline as politely as you can in the state you're in hoping to not draw any more attention to yourself as you wiggle your wrist and fumble with his fingers in an attempt to get him off. Pain laces up your arm causing your eyes snap to his darkening face as his increasingly strong grip stops you in your tracks, a pained grunt leaves your lips before your knees buckle slightly. The thick table being the only thing keeping you standing.
"I don't think you understand girl. That wasn't a question." He sneers in your face yanking you closer and gripping your waist.
Eyes blurring with tears and head pounding from the ale panic overcomes you suddenly. You know you aren't in the right frame of mind to fight right now.
Oh god what am I going to do.
Blacking our briefly the next thing you are aware of is the feeling of strong arms carrying you. You begin to struggle terrified of whose arms you are currently in before realising your knight in shining armour had rescued you. Literally.
Percival walked into the back room of the pub cradling you gently against him as if you were going to break,
"Are you okay?" He asked placing you carefully on a chair and handing you another ale, which you quickly finished.
"Am I okay? Am I okay?" You replied puzzled and still slightly intoxicated, the effects of that last ale suddenly taking you back to the nice drunken, happy state you were in before, walking towards him you not so elegantly plonk yourself in his lap rubbing your face on his leather clad chest like a cat whilst holding his arms around you. The alcohol makes you fail to notice how he stills underneath you extremely tense every muscle steady as if he was terrified of what was happening.
"Of course I'm okay Percy. You're my knight in shining armour! I knew you'd come save me! I just knew it! I mean I was worried for a sec there but HAHA here you are!" You gesture widely around yourself almost falling backwards before his arms wrapped around you again pulling you back in.
"See? Always saving me"
Staring up at him you jab at his chest smooshing your finger against his body aggressively whilst staring up at him with a dazed expression.
"It's no wonder I love you so deeply perc! You're always there to save me!" Leaning up towards his slacked face expression your lips just barely brushing against each other's, the smell of ale hot on your breath and your drunk hands wandering his body, his arms grip your waist fiercely.
"You love me?" He whispers into your lips, eyes burning into you whilst not moving an inch, causing you to giggle drunkenly before biting your bottom lip.
"Always." You reply lovingly, both of you leaning in close.
"THERE YOU TWO ARE!" Gwain exclaims clutching your wrist and dragging you away winking at Percival.
"Arthur will be here any minute! We haven't got time for you two to have private fun, let's go!"

Hey everybody,
I apologise greatly for not posting in forever but I've been finding it increasingly impossible to get inspiration. Even tho I have ideas and notes and even a bullet point guide to what I what in each new one shot I'm finding it really hard to actually write it out properly.

I'm working on it though. This isn't that great but it was written at 3:27am sooo...

Anyway I love you guys so much! Thankyou for all the likes, saves, votes and comments! I never imagined anything I wrote actually being liked by people! And I really appreciate the love and support I'm getting for these! It's my motivation to write more!

Love you all so muchly,
Ottwo (my new name 😉)