Merlin wasn't always mute, but he got cursed and now he had to live with this. None knew of course and not everyone can write. Which gives complications. Lucky for him Arthur could, and he wondered how he would break the curse.
It wasn't easy and the only thing that could break it was said to be real love. But what is when you don't believe in real love? Which is what he did.
Who would love him? He had magic. Was scrawny and his ears. God his ears are the once he was the most anxious about. Not to mention he couldn't talk.
So, it was a surprise when he realizes that he slowly falls for the new king. What do you do? The king won't clearly like him back. The weird thing was that he broke up with Gwen and the female was glad about this. Not even two days later she was seen lovey-dovey with Leon.
So that he wasn't even sure what to think of this and he was confused. But he continued working and at one of the training, a new knight drags him away. Why he had no idea, but he felt really anxious now. Merlin could fight back with magic, but it would do him good. So, when they were alone, he bit his lips as the person was now in front of him.
"You are an easy target. You can't yell and I can harm you and when you write to someone about this you will get another punishment. I will know." -Tone taunting and cold.
It was making him shudder and he tried to get out of the grasp but couldn't. The fear made him impossible to think straight.
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Ouch, that will give me more than just a few bruises when waking up. Merlin cursed his inability not managing to think straight. Now he couldn't even stand up or walk. The bruises on his stomach were way too painful.
Did.... find....? -A muffled male voice was heard, almost as the person was in a frenzy and worried sickly about something.
No.... -Another voice was heard both were male and both had the same tone. But one was more apparent.
Who were they? Merlin tried to speak to yell or get some sound out but nothing. His mouth like always let no tone through. That just made him curse the curse he had. Why was he the one who always had to suffer? A silent sob went through his body as he started to cry. It wasn't fair.
The destiny of his wasn't making it easier. So that he cried even harder. Stuff starting to levitate and right now he couldn't stop it. Merlin was far too emotional to control his magic. Two gasps were heard, and all Merlin could do was shuffle as far as possible towards the corner. Adding with the shaking he probably looks like a scared animal.
Now Merlin will end up execute or worse will be banned. So that he felt even more emotional and that led to the stuff continue to levitate.
"Sire, what do we do? "-The second one said.
"Close the door and watch outside. No one can enter and don't let anyone know about this." The first one barked out an order.
The door closed and soon he could hear footsteps slowly approaching. Merlin shook, even more, fear was the only thing that he felt. Until he felt himself in a sudden hug. Then he felt surprised.
"Shh, everything is alright. You won't need to worry about a thing. I won't let anyone harm you and I knew that you had magic since you protected me." -The voice a soothing tone and by now his hand grabbing the shirt tightly. His head buried into the chest as sobbing and crying into it.
"Everything is just fine. Don't worry about a thing...." -This was a mantra he heard the male say over and over until the tears dried, and he couldn't even stop himself and falling asleep. Still, confusion was all he felt right now.
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Merlin felt shit. This was even an understatement. Not just physically but mentally as well. His entire body was feeling sore. But something made him wake up, a comfortable underground. It felt soft and bouncy. The total opposite of his hard bed. So, his eyes snapped open and now he felt confusion again.
"Finally, you baffoon. I was worried sicky. I hope that your feeling alright, but from what I can tell probably not." His voice light and joking but it was clear that the concern was hidden behind it.
Why? Why hadn't he been killed? How can the king not be mad at him? He did lie and did use it. Even when it was to protect the king.
"I saw you once using it and I guessed that you would never tell me. That is why I looked the other way and I knew that you did hide this out of fear. Can't blame you." -The tone was reassuring and soft. It was clear that the king was wanting to reassure him.
Which made him just nod. Even when he wanted to, he couldn't talk. That curse wouldn't let him, and this was depressive. Because he knew that he could never talk to Arthur. By now he was even deeper in love and this was not making it easier.
"Another thing I fell for you. I know that this is random and all, but I just couldn't stop myself from saying this. You are the most amazing person ever, even when you're mute." -His voice adoring and full of emotions.
Emotions that he knew too well and now all Merlin could do stare and wish that he could talk. But he couldn't so that he decided to kiss the male on his cheeks. A kiss was too embarrassing for him. And he mouthed-
"I love you too." -This made him froze. He talked. Merlin managed to talk. Even when it was hoarse, he talked. So that a bright smile was on his lips as he looked at the stunned Arthur.
"I-I was cursed so that I couldn't talk at all. I don't even know what the reason was behind it so yeah-but I can talk. I-" -A few coughs escaped at the end and Arthur blinked and soon smiled softly now. Talking was amazing and he couldn't feel any happier.
Arthur gave him now a kiss on his cheeks too but soon he ended up having to tell who it was. The person was lucky because he ended up getting just banned. And all was well. People were astonished to hear the mute servant talk but he couldn't care less. Because he finally had his voice back and got a loving lover in the end.
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Merthur/Merlin one shot
FanficThe title should say it all. I don't know when I update or how many chapters, but I decided to write as I love this shipping. Oh and also there will be occasionally Merlin one-shots The characters don't belong to me, but the stories do. I didn't dr...