Merthur/Merlin one shot

Arthur the knight in shining armor

Merlin was feeling his heart sinking as getting dragged to the dungeon after the execution of witchfinder. Uther still thought he had magic. So that he felt fear now because he knew that he can't escape. Not when there were special magic shackles on his wrist which blocked off his magic. Even when he was magic, doesn't mean that they don't weaken him a lot.

The worst of this was that Arthur can't stop this and his best friend had that heartbroken look. They both were close, and he had the feeling that the male knew from his magic. No one can visit him, and it was paining him a lot. He was thrown into the room and he winced in pain. He was being helplessly down here.

Dreading that he will get executed. The dreadful feeling that he will die, and he will never see Arthur again. So, he waited for the morning or whenever Uther decides to execute him. It was making his heart pain because he knew that he won't ever get to tell Arthur how much he loved him.

'Well, I won't see anyone of my friends and father figure, my mother either.' He thought with a heavy sigh. At least he had happy memories. Camelot felt more of a home than his old town ever could make him feel home. His mother will be devastating and always feared that this could happen to him.

Merlin wasn't moronic and knew why his mother always had been careful with him. Always told him not to use his gift. It was something that he realized at a young age that he was different. And now he would pay the price for something he was born with. Not even his god damn fault that he had this. It was not fair, and Uther was too drowned in his hatred to realize that this wasn't right.

Fair and just king his ass. Nothing more then a tyrant and he couldn't understand how blind this man was. But he couldn't do anything, and he felt his conscious shift in and out because of this. Having his magic getting blocked wasn't something good for him. It was a part of his and it was painful. So that he fell asleep soon, too exhausted to stay awake any longer.

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He had no idea what was happening, but someone was dragging him somewhere. It was rough and he was too drained to really realize what was going on with his surroundings. His body had been thrown into something and a groan at this. Eyes slowly opened after feeling it move.

He knew what will happen next and he was way too exhausted by now. But he realized that he had been asleep for sure a few hours from seeing the grey light sky. He breathed out and rolling himself in a ball. God this suck because he knows that today will be the day he dies. But he wasn't wanting to leave. He had friends and family who would miss him. His worries were on them not on himself.

Yes, he doesn't want to die but he worries what his death could cause to them. They will be heartbroken. He wished he could do something but with him being that exhausted, it was nearly impossible to move nor use a spell. He couldn't even use a small spell because of the shackles he wears.

So, he watches as other people whisper and they were avoiding his gaze. It was clear that they didn't want him to die. Maybe it was because he had been helping others out. Camelot had been a place he called home and now he would leave the people he cared made his heart feel heavy.

It was making him now painfully aware that he won't ever see Arthur anymore, his mother, his father figure, his best friend, or all the other people he had grown close with the past year and a bit more now. 

He was dragged soon towards the pryer and god he was feeling scared now. Being burned alive was the worst thing ever that could happen. He was bound on it and closing his eyes, a tear rolled down and waiting to be burned. Waiting that the heat would come, but what he wasn't expecting someone to cut the restrains and him ending up swooped up in a pair of arms. It was making him instantly lean on the person.

A few gasps were heard and whispers. By now he was too exhausted to bring himself to open his eyes. So that he was half-conscious when hearing a familiar voice of Arthur call Uther for a duel. The shackles haven't left, and he was put into a different pair of arms.

"I got you Merls." It was the familiar voice of Mordred. As an answer, he gave a groan as leaning into his touch.

And as soon as he heard these words, the shackles left. Even after his magic returned, he was still too exhausted. "Rest, we got you." He heard this time Gwaine's voice, with someone giving him an affectionate hair ruffle-he could just g called out and he let out another groan but falling asleep even without him wanting to.

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The next time he woke up was at something soft and comfortable. It was making him open his eyes to see that this was Arthur's chamber. It took him a bit to remember what happened and when he did his body rolled himself together and shivers went through at the thought of almost getting himself killed.

But that made him wonder what had happened. So even when he wasn't too, he enrolled himself and slowly sitting up-with a bit difficulty. The door got opened and his eyes went over warily thinking that someone could enter and dragging him back to the dungeons or worse killing him.

"Phew, that was one hell of a ride, glad to see that you're awake," Arthur said with a relieved expression and smile was given to him. It was not the normal cocky smile but the kind smile which made his heart flutter.

"Y-Yeah..." His gaze soon avoided because he was sure that Arthur would want to know about him having magic or not.

"I know," Arthur said with reassurance yet a caring undertone. "You weren't the best at hiding about your magic." It was soon added with a deep chuckle at the end.

This was making him snap into the direction to see that by now Arthur was sitting on a chair -which was turned around that the chair back was pointing into his direction.

"You did?" He was astonished at this and always thought that Arthur had been oblivious, but it seemed that he wasn't.

"I did and always looked the other way around, knowing that you had your reasoning and you never did do something evil, always used it to protect me or the knights. Look the other way around knowing that you never meant evil but good things." It was said with a shrug at the end and giving him a soft expression.

"Also, how could I not rescue you when I know that I would never forgive myself to watch you die. It would break my heart actually." His voice never sounded that scared, caring yet soft and even his expression showed this.

It confused him, and he couldn't help but stare at Arthur in pure astonishment once more. How can he still accept him?

"Even when I am a warlock, you still accept me why?" He couldn't help but ask and feeling just more confused now.

"Wow, the others didn't joke when telling me that you're as dense as I am." It was said with amusement yet still the same caring tone was heard in Arthur's voice.

"Eh?" This was all that he could bring out and his expression stayed pure puzzlement.

"Oh, my fucking god, you're being a bloody dense clot pole right now." He heard the amused exasperated tone from his best friend.

"The reason why I am not angry and accept you is, that I love you." It was said with a flushed expression, exasperation, and adorning undertone as well.

His eyes widen, his entire face felt slowly heating up, heart speeding up as if he just went running around, and it took him a moment to get his thought process.

"Oh..." It was all that he could right now say, too surprised too shy and all in all not sure how to react to this.

"You don't need to love me back, but I just had to tell you because you scared me shitless when you almost ended up burned by the pryer." It was said with a reassuring yet caring undertone.

This made him get out of this state and he tugged the male towards him. When Arthur went forward, he gave him a kiss on his cheeks and instantly pulling back, as feeling his face even more heat up.

"L-Love u too..." His voice timid and he felt his heart burst into his chest as he said this.

"That-Holy shit that's awesome." He could hear Arthur say in pure joy and when looking at Arthur he had the brightest grin stretch on his lips that he ever had seen. It made his heart fluttering. Even his eyes held that spark, also the adoration made his butterflies get crazy in his stomach.

He couldn't help but have his own lips twitch up. The two starting to goof around and at some point, he even explained his magic and all. Everything ended up well and he felt like he could accomplish anything. 

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A/N I wanted to inform you guys that I have posted my first novel ever. And I did post also a werewolf AU with Merthur, maybe you are interested into it. And there is merlin x pjo x male oc. I thought I tell you of them. And I am writing right now on a Peter x Dick x Wally fanfic will be a poly relationship. That is why I am not sure when I will find the time to write a one-shot in here. Not to mention I just have one last idea. Anywho, sorry for the ramble hehe.~