Peter ends up at Merlin's dimension

Chapter 16

The first thing that he noticed when waking up having a massive headache, the next thing was that he was feeling a warm surrounding. The third thing he noticed was that this warmth had a heartbeat and he felt arm around him. His memory was fuzzy about last night, up to the point where Gwaine had dared him to drink a entire mead. Which he had done and now everything was fuzzy.

Some memories were there and the last one he had was....oh my god...his entire face starting to flush in a deep red. He felt the head that was why he knew he was flustered. He let out a groan now and realized that Merls used that spell without telling him. That wasn't fair. All he hoped that Mordred wasn't remembering that heated k....

His eyes slowly opened and he saw a pair of blue eyes stare at him. Mordred was as flustered and he guessed he was remembering that clearly as well.

"-Um- I h-have to g-go to t-the toilet..."

Peter knew that this was a not the best excuse but he just had to cool down. Mordred nodded. The arms left soon afterward and he shivered a bit a the cold. It was now that he realized that they were both half naked and both had some...weird marks...

His eyes stared at them and he knew what they were... hickeys. This led just to make him more embarrassed so that he was frozen. His mind stopped working and he felt the heat creep up his entire face.

"I-..."

Peter felt way too embarrassed right now. So embarrassed that he couldn't even get something out. His face just felt even hotter and he was sure that he was a flustered mess. Mordred on the other hand had a small blush and he saw him smirk now.

"Heh, seems like we both had a rather busy night."

This was it. Someone just kill him and when he is dead please play despacito at his funeral.

"O-oh god..."

Mordred chuckled and he gave up on the excuse of going to the toilet. There was no way that he could hide the fact that he walked out of the room of Mordred.

"From your drunken self I can see that you have some more feelings for me."

There was a pause and he wasn't sure what would come next. Would Mordred end up rejecting him.

"Merlin was right. He pointed it out and I won't going to lie to you and teased the living hell out of me."

He heard him chuckle at the last part and this made him giggle a bit. It sounded like something Merls would do.

"He was right about you being dense. And Merlin did really use that spell and I told him not to."

A groan was heard afterward and it lead to him to snap his head back up. His eyes widen and he stared now at Mordred.

"Don't look at me, wasn't my idea but Merlin's. I told him it wasn't a good idea to make you drunk. But at least I know that you like me back."

His mouth gaped and it took a moment for him to realize that Mordred was liking him back. When it came back he let out a sigh and went over and hugging him again.

"I thought you wanted to go to the toilet?"

Mordred mumbled and he let out a thoughtful hum as he snuggled into the warmth.

"Nah, d-did say this o-out of embarrassment."

There was a chuckle heard and he felt himself being hugged back. Peter was wondering what they would be, but for now he was content about snuggling with Mordred. Sadly it was short lived as five minutes later a knock was heard.