merthur oneshots

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-{fluff, cuddling, sleepy Arthur}

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Merlin entered Arthur's room quietly, the breakfast platter in his arms wobbling as he nudged the door shut with his foot and made his way to Arthur's bed.

Arthur was sprawled out over the covers shirtless, his face smooshed into the fabric in such a way it made merlin have to hold back a laugh while he walked.

He knew the young king had stayed up late last night as he knew just how much work he had to get done before morning.

The way arthur now looked was probably the result of arthur falling asleep at his desk and waking up halfway through the night just enough to throw himself on his bed.

Merlin couldn't hold back from painting a lopsided  grin on his face as he arranged the platter in his arms in its place on the table.

Afterwards he walked around the side of the bed to try and wake arthur. He nudged him softly at first, but after realizing that it wasn't really doing anything he started shaking Arthur's shoulders roughly.

"Time to get up arthur, you dont want to be late for training" arthur groaned, prompting merlin to stop shaking him.

"sire." Merlin arched a brow "what?" Arthur groaned again, this time cracking an eye open to look at merlin lazily "its sire to you."

Merlin let out an exasperated laugh "well, sire its time for you to move this lump of fat out of bed" merlin poked Arthur's side for emphasis before turning to walk towards Arthur's desk.

He attempted to clean the mess of paper and melted candles still spread across the table top on the other side of the room, only barely hearing arthur sit up behind him.

Arthur yawned, he wasn't at all used to not getting enough sleep. His motor skills weren't operating at full capacity and all he could think about doing is falling back down into the embrace of sleep.

Merlin glanced at arthur as he cleaned, snickering at the way Arthur's hair stook up in all directions and how arthur had trouble just keeping his eyes open.

Of course though arthur was to preoccupied with laziness to retort something or even comment at all.

But it did make him look up at merlin from across the room, watching as he somewhat clumsily cleaned up the mess he had left.

For some reason arthur always liked that feature of merlins, how he would trip over nothing sometimes or how he was so oblivious he would walk straight into something obvious. Arthur got a good laugh most of the time but he loved the feeling of laughing at it, like he was genuinely and actually enjoying something.

It made him warm and quite happy actually. To be completely honest merlin usually always made him happy, besides the times he acts like an idiot of course.

By now merlin had already noticed how arthur spaced out looking at him, but before he could snicker or tease him, arthur planted two feet on the ground and lazily stood up.

He padded over to where merlin was standing, that half asleep look still firmly on his face.

He came to a stop a few inches from merlin, causing him to stop what he was doing and look at arthur weirdly.

"Arthur what on earth are you do-" merlin started but yelped halfway through his sentence when arthur suddenly picked him up by the waist.

Merlin hands instantly went to Arthur's shoulders for stability as he carried him across the room, Arthur's arms locked around him. "Arthur what are you doing?! Hey! Put me down!" Merlin struggled In his arms until arthur reached his bed and fell on top of it, still holding onto merlin.

Merlin continued to wiggle around, trying to pry arthur off of him but the guy was dense as hell and wouldnt budge.

The way arthur fell onto the bed with merlin had his body flush agaisnt him. His face was pressed into merlins upper chest near his neck, and His still bare chest was as close as possible to merlin with his arms still firmly wrapped around merlins waist.

As merlin continued to move he slowly became aware of the situation and his cheeks heated up instantly.

"Stop moving around" arthur mumbled into merlins chest. "Then let me go you prat." Merlin said breathlessly, wiggling in one last attempt at escape.

Arthur tightened his hold only slightly "Mmm-dont wanna let go, you're comfortable-" arthur mumbled, though it was muffled by merlins shirt as he nuzzled his face into merlin.

"Arthur, your breakfast is going to get cold-" merlin countered, attempting to make an excuse so he could get free of arthur.

Arthur mumbled something before talking clearly "the food can wait, just lay here with me-"

Merlin didn't quite know how to respond, he just kind of say there, trying to wrap his mind around what's happening right now.

Arthur was probably half asleep when he picked merlin up, so of course he didn't really know what he was doing right? Even if he did know what he was doing why in the world would arthur choose to cuddle merlin? They dont exactly have a touchy relationship so what's with the sudden action.

Not only that but why did Arthur's embrace make merlins stomach flutter and heart race? He couldn't hold back the blush even if he tried. Why did this have such an affect on him?

Though merlin was still wildly confused and a little tense he couldnt deny how good it felt to have arthurs warm form pressed against him.

He could feel the calming beat of Arthur's heart and every rise and fall of his chest with each breath. Not to mention how his natural body heat contrasted the normal temperature of the room and drew merlin in even closer.

Soon enough merlin was sure arthur had fallen back asleep.

He didn't even bother attempting to escape again. But he didn't fully want to leave either.

After minutes of merlin just listening to Arthur's breathing, his body relaxed, and his body nearly melted into Arthur's. He couldnt resist the sleep creeping up on him, as he hadn't gotten much sleep either. Soon enough he fell asleep, quite actually the best sleep hes ever had.

The guards were in for a surprise when they'd later come to check on their king.

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A/n:[ long time no right, this book is slackn. Here's something less hardcore then the last part.]