Merlin one shots

Airplane

Arthur was sat on the plane, looking rather grumpy as he typed on his laptop. The man sat next to him had been rude enough to fall asleep on his shoulder, and now he was snoring. Still, it could have been worse. He could have been drooling on Arthur's shirt.

The stranger on his shoulder stirred, and opened his eyes. Head still on Arthur's shoulder, he looked around. "Oh. You're awake. Finally." Merlin squinted, then became aware that he was still very close to Arthur. He backed away.
"Sorry."
"No need to apologise. I enjoyed your snoring." Arthur winked. "Very, um, charming."
"I don't snore," Merlin hissed. Arthur shrugged.
"More, sniffling then," Arthur teased, closing his laptop. "And the groping was also much appreciated." Merlin bit his lip, eyes widening.
"Sorry," he murmured, rubbing his eyes snd stretching.

Arthur took out a bottle of coke, drinking some. Merlin had picked up a book and was reading, but looked up at the sounds of the gas hissing. He looked around, seeing where he could get some. "They came and left," Arthur informed him, causing Merlin to bite his lip.
"Oh fuck." Merlin smacked his lips, clearly thirsty.
"Did you not bring a drink?" Arthur smirked at him, clearly amused.
"I finished it before we got on. I wasn't planning to fall asleep." Arthur handed him his bottle, Merlin smiling gratefully.
"Ah. Well, they're very comfortable chairs," Arthur granted him, looking out of the window.
"I know, right?" Merlin stroked the fabric, feeling the smooth faux leather beneath his fingertips.

"So do you travel often?" Merlin had acquired a bottle of water, and shifted his body to face Arthur better.
"A fair bit. I try not to, but my work requires a fair bit of international communication."
"I see. What do you do?"
"Energy resources. Power plants, wind farms. My father owns the company." Arthur nodded, smoothing down his hair. Merlin laughed. "What's funny?"
"Nothing in particular." Merlin grinned at Arthur.

"So what about you? No offence, but you don't seem the type to be flying first class." Merlin sniffed, frowning.
"Well that's very rude."
"Sorry. I only meant..."
"I've got a new job. In South Dakota. So, here I am." Arthur nodded.
"New job, eh?" Merlin nodded proudly. "As?"
"Just as a sales assistant. 'Fun'," Merlin said, making quote marks with his fingers. "What about you?"
"Oh, just a little break. Checking out potential new sites." Merlin nodded in understanding.

"You're absolutely beautiful," Merlin sighed. Arthur laughed.
"Um, thanks, but I'm not gay."
Merlin grinned.
"You sure about that?" Arthur shrugged.
"I could make an exception." Arthur winked, kissing Merlin on the cheek.
"Oh you could, could you?" Arthur smiled gently, brushing a lock of hair from Merlin's face.
"I think so."