Merthur/Merlin one shot

Turned into a cat

Merlin was really unlucky and this time he had no idea what to do. That he had to end up getting hit by a spell- at his search for herbs that Gaius needed to have- not good at all. So, what would someone with common sense do?

Go to Camelot.

The place which could kill him when he would find out that the cat was him. They would think he had turned himself in a cat. So, he sneaked around, but soon someone picked him out. A hiss escaped and soon he stared up at lake blue eyes. They belonged to none other than Arthur Pratdragon himself. The prince of Camelot.

"Aww what a cute kitty you are." The tone in a baby voice and he could feel the heat creep upon his cheeks, lucky for him he had fur so he wouldn't see it.

But an embarrassing mewl escaped and Arthur carried him carefully in his arms and one hand going through his hair. A purr went out and he felt at bliss even when he wasn't wanting too. It led to him fall asleep in the arms of Arthur.

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Someone was going through his fur and it led to him purr. Eyes groggily opened and he was first confused why everything was bigger and whose hands were going through his fur. But then he remembered again and a startled mewl was all that went out.

Eyes looking up and he could just stare at Arthur. The male looked at him with a soft expression and he had a different smile. The kind of smile he occasionally had. But it wasn't often seen but right now he was relaxed. So, what does he do waddle over him and snuggling into his arms with a purr.

He could as well help Arthur relax because this was something that the prat not often could do. Not to mention Uther had tried to force him more than once to marry someone but so far, he hadn't mentioned. So, seeing him relaxed like this wasn't making him just feel relieved.

Even when the male could be a pain in the ass, but he still was someone who had a good heart. He couldn't believe that he said this, but the male was really not that bad. Maybe Kilgharrah was right and all he could hope that the male would bring magic back and Albion as well.

"So now you suddenly want to cuddle huh?" An amused yet the baby voice was used, and he puffed the air out but not really caring. This was quite relaxing. "I think I am going to call you Merlin, you remind me of him."

It made him stare up at the male and he could just burst snicker now. It didn't sound like snickers but a weird mewl sound, but he couldn't help but laugh now. He really was a clotpole.

"Well, I guess you like it then." A chuckle was heard, and he gave him a glance and titled his head. The male's expression seemed to soften his expression even more.

He never got more food later on and never more affection than before. It was something that he missed. It made him realize how much he needed something like this. Just a small affection and he remembered how much he missed his mother.

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Five days and he had to rescue this prat more than once. A hiss went out towards one person and scratching it. Again, an assassin attempts, and this time Arthur stared at him and then back at the person went down.

"You are him, aren't you?" His voice sounded curious now yet deadpanned and he gave him a deadpanned look back.

Two pairs of hands softly grabbed him, and he let out a whine, not wanting this again, but Arthur gave him just an amused look and starting to walk towards somewhere. When walking inside he felt really nervous now.

"Gaius, I think I found Merlin." His voice was serious and this time he seemed as well stressed and concerned. So, he pawed him and let out a mewl.

"Wait where?" Gaius sounded really stressed out as well relieved, but he felt horrible now and couldn't even talk or tell them that he was really him.

"Well, the cat in my arms had rescued my ass like Merlin always done. I knew that he was doing this behind my back, but this is him." His voice sounded sure and Gaius stared at him. It was not making it easier for him.