One week since I have arrived and I am finally allowed out of my room. Arthur gave his permission but still refuses to talk to either of us. Merlin is starting to show more and more resentment towards the king, which sets me on edge. Their friendship was one that Merlin held dear, and because of my stupidity they are borderline enemies.
“Peter chill you are making everything float.” Gwaine says from the door. Oops! Everything comes crashing down, some of the glass bottles shattering at the sudden force. Gaius lifts his head up from his work and raises his eyebrow.
I hear a stifled chuckle from Gwaine and decide to make a run for it. I can bear the punishment later!
I run through the door, pulling Gwaine along with me. Merlin left for the first time to run errands for Gaius, so I intend to join him. We reach a large courtyard and I stop short, causing Gwaine to bound into me. I don’t react. I am too focused on the scenery set before me.
The courtyard was teeming with life. Servants ran around carrying various luxuries to and from the castle. Merchants and their carts lined one wall, surrounded by nobles and peasants alike buying as much as their privilege allows. Young children run amongst the stone pillars holding up the roof, weaving in and out with a careless attitude. Everyone seems so happy, much different to New York.
The noises of horses hooves and ricketign wheels is more calming than that of angry cabbies swearing their heads off at traffic. Life seems so much simpler here and its starting to grow on me.
“Come on kid I’ll show you around.” Gwaine leads me through the gates where we meet up with the rest of the knights. Leon and Elyan still seem weary of me, but Lancelot and Percival greet me like an old friend. Their welcoming hand shakes make me feel even more at home.
I could get used to this.
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“This town is amazing!” I exclaim running ahead of the others, too full of excitement to walk at their agonisingly slow pace. I spot a familiar mop of ebony hair in the crowd and make a beeline for him, ignoring the protests from the knights.
I sneak up behind him and jump onto his back. Merlin yelps in surprise and tumbles to the ground. I giggle at his annoyed expression.
“Hi!” I say with an innocent smile. Merlin's expression falters, a smile breaking through his pout.
“What was that for?” He laughs pushing me off so he could stand.
“I wanted to say hi. Are you not happy to see me?” I say with mock offense, resting a hand on my chest.
Merlin giggles and holds his hand out to help me up off the floor. We hold each other's hands a little to long, when we realise we literally jump three feet apart out of pure awkwardness.
"Ah Merlin are you joining us on our tour?" Lancelot asks, finally catching up to us. Merlin seems to break out of his panic filled daze and nods his head enthusiastically.
We head off further into the town, saying hello to the occasional friendly face. I try not to think about the feeling in my stomach when Merlin held my hand. God I am like a lovesick schoolgirl; Feeling butterflies at the simplest of gestures.
"And that concludes our tour." Damn I zoned out! Quick make something up so they don't notice.
"Camelot really is a beautiful place." Maybe that wasn't entirely a lie. Camelot is an amazing city, especially for the time. But I can't help but miss my city. New York.
Based on the accents I am definitely not in America, most likely somewhere in the UK. Although it wasn't called the UK at this time. Everything seems that much more alien to me, knowing I'm not in my home country.
"What's wrong Peter?" Merlin whispers once the other Knights backs are turned.
"I just miss my home." I say truthfully, averting my gaze. It has become habit to hide pain from people, why shouldn't I from Merlin.
Because you love him.
Okay woah where did that come from?! I...love Merlin? I have only known him a week. Is that why I feel so incredibly awkward around him.
"I understand, Peter. I really do. Camelot was not my first home. It can be strange and extremely daunting but you will get used to it."
"I suppose you're right. Let's get back to Gaius, I am starving." My metabolism has been a bitch this last week, probably due to the less nutritious food in much smaller portions.
"You're always hungry."
"You try having a ridiculously fast metabolism."
"I have no idea what that means." Merlin laughs. How I love hearing that melodic sound.
Jeez I am whipped.
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Peter is so in loooooooove. Ehehehehe god I am such a romantic
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Hidden Magic • Peter Parker ✓
FanficThis is adapted from my one shot 'Peter's trip' in both my Merlin and Spiderman one shot books. This is a Peter x Merlin fic, which is a ship I had never considered until writing this crossover!
