This wasn’t even the formal briefing, it was just Nate explaining the job to them, but Hardison already knew it was bad news.
“I don’t do Vegas,” Hardison said firmly.
It's raining.
And they're lost.
Which Arthur will never admit.
And Merlin is freezing -- which he will never admit.
So, in their impasse, they stand among the trees, with the water pouring down on their heads, scowling at each other.
It happened in the middle of the night.
Well, at least Merlin assumed it happened in the middle of the night, since the last time he'd seen Arthur, he hadn't looked like this.
"That wasn't supposed to happen."
Merlin's words echoed against the high ceiling of Gaius' rooms. There was no reply.
Obviously.
That was a bad idea, wasn't it?" Merlin asked while picking smouldering twigs out of his own hair.
Arthur glanced up from extracting splinters from his fingers.
"That was the worst idea ever, Merlin."
Merlin is yawning.
It's not just impertinent in the face of the speech from the visiting dignitary -- it is admittedly a very long speech, and Arthur himself has to bite the inside of his jaw to keep from doing likewise.
It was love at first sight, and Merlin knew it - when it came to the flat, that was. Merlin wasn't anything like as clear about the man he was going to have to live with.
Arthur wakes with a dull headache at the base of his skull and a heinous brightness shining in his eyes. The heinous brightness turns out to be emanating from the sun, which is blazing a stark, winter-white through uncurtained windows that are not his own, and the headache turns out to be a hangover.
It's bad enough that Arthur has to fly business class--why does he also have to sit next to this guy?
Arthur is kind of clueless. Merlin thinks it's cute.
How Arthur Pendragon, Director of Communications for Prime Minister Gaius, and his assistant, Merlin Emrys, fell in love - a story in goldfish, cats, webcomics, cups of tea, and sharpies. [Good, but beware numerous Britpicking/Irishpicking errors.]
In which there is something resembling a modern AU. Merlin characters as professors (except for Geoffrey of Monmouth, who is a respected academic source).
Wherein Arthur is not the rich boss, and Merlin is not the assistant. (Modern au.)