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Summer peers around the door, looking for Merlin. “Merlin, can I sit with you?” Her eyes are a little red; she seems tired.

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Merlin shoves his spell book under his pillow in a panic and relaxes as he sees Summer in the doorway. He nods and gestures for her to come in. Are you alright? You seem a bit… off. 

Twisting her hands together, shoulders hunched around her ears, she nods. “He said it, and I — oh god — I didn’t know what to say, I just stared at him, because I just — I couldn’t believe it. I mean, I knew it, I knew he meant it, but I — and then he just … he said his feelings weren’t returned and walked away and I … ” Her voice chokes off, and she sniffs. “I don’t know what to do,” she says, very small.

I think you need to find him and tell him how you feel. He moves to sit beside her and wraps his arm around her shoulders. It sounds like this is just a misunderstanding. It can be easily fixed. 

She shakes her head, convulsively. “I can’t. I can’t do that. I sent — I sent to ask if he, if I could see him this morning, and he — there was no answer. Nothing at all. I can’t — maybe … would you — ?”

Do you want me to go talk to him? he half-asks, half-offers. He doesn’t know if he’ll be able to do much, but if that’s what Summer is asking of him, he’s willing to try.

“Please?” she says pitifully. “Tell him I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt him — I love him, I do, Merlin, I can’t — ” She starts to cry in earnest, muffling sobs into her hands.

Summer peers around the door, looking for Merlin. “Merlin, can I sit with you?” Her eyes are a little red; she seems tired.

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iamthefirechild:

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wordlesswarlock:

Merlin shoves his spell book under his pillow in a panic and relaxes as he sees Summer in the doorway. He nods and gestures for her to come in. Are you alright? You seem a bit… off. 

She blinks at him, puzzled. “Other w — ?” Then she shakes her head, dismissing it. Looking down at her hands, she swallows hard, and says, “I’m — I think I’m in love with him.”

Nevermind, he waves it off, making a mental note to explain some other day. Okay. Do you know if he feels the same way about you or not? he asks softly.

Twisting her hands together, shoulders hunched around her ears, she nods. “He said it, and I — oh god — I didn’t know what to say, I just stared at him, because I just — I couldn’t believe it. I mean, I knew it, I knew he meant it, but I — and then he just … he said his feelings weren’t returned and walked away and I … ” Her voice chokes off, and she sniffs. “I don’t know what to do,” she says, very small.

I think you need to find him and tell him how you feel. He moves to sit beside her and wraps his arm around her shoulders. It sounds like this is just a misunderstanding. It can be easily fixed. 

She shakes her head, convulsively. “I can’t. I can’t do that. I sent — I sent to ask if he, if I could see him this morning, and he — there was no answer. Nothing at all. I can’t — maybe … would you — ?”

Summer peers around the door, looking for Merlin. “Merlin, can I sit with you?” Her eyes are a little red; she seems tired.

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iamthefirechild:

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Merlin shoves his spell book under his pillow in a panic and relaxes as he sees Summer in the doorway. He nods and gestures for her to come in. Are you alright? You seem a bit… off. 

She plops down on the end of the bed and puts her face in her hands. “Remember a while ago … I — you were telling me someone would come along who would see me and …” She trails off.

“Do you know a knight named Mordred?”

He raises an eyebrow, unsure of what she’s getting at based on the small bit she says. The Mordred I know is a young boy still, but I know that he’s a knight in some other worlds. Why, did something happen with him? 

She blinks at him, puzzled. “Other w — ?” Then she shakes her head, dismissing it. Looking down at her hands, she swallows hard, and says, “I’m — I think I’m in love with him.”

Nevermind, he waves it off, making a mental note to explain some other day. Okay. Do you know if he feels the same way about you or not? he asks softly.

Twisting her hands together, shoulders hunched around her ears, she nods. “He said it, and I — oh god — I didn’t know what to say, I just stared at him, because I just — I couldn’t believe it. I mean, I knew it, I knew he meant it, but I — and then he just … he said his feelings weren’t returned and walked away and I … ” Her voice chokes off, and she sniffs. “I don’t know what to do,” she says, very small.

Summer peers around the door, looking for Merlin. “Merlin, can I sit with you?” Her eyes are a little red; she seems tired.

wordlesswarlock:

iamthefirechild:

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Merlin shoves his spell book under his pillow in a panic and relaxes as he sees Summer in the doorway. He nods and gestures for her to come in. Are you alright? You seem a bit… off. 

“I — I don’t know, actually. I … I think I need some advice. Or maybe just someone to tell me I’m an idiot.”

He smiles softly and, he hopes, encouragingly, Well, I’ll see what I can do. He tucks his legs up so to sit cross-legged on his bed and leave some room for Summer to sit down.

She plops down on the end of the bed and puts her face in her hands. “Remember a while ago … I — you were telling me someone would come along who would see me and …” She trails off.

“Do you know a knight named Mordred?”

He raises an eyebrow, unsure of what she’s getting at based on the small bit she says. The Mordred I know is a young boy still, but I know that he’s a knight in some other worlds. Why, did something happen with him? 

She blinks at him, puzzled. “Other w — ?” Then she shakes her head, dismissing it. Looking down at her hands, she swallows hard, and says, “I’m — I think I’m in love with him.”

Summer peers around the door, looking for Merlin. “Merlin, can I sit with you?” Her eyes are a little red; she seems tired.

wordlesswarlock:

iamthefirechild:

wordlesswarlock:

Merlin shoves his spell book under his pillow in a panic and relaxes as he sees Summer in the doorway. He nods and gestures for her to come in. Are you alright? You seem a bit… off. 

“I — I don’t know, actually. I … I think I need some advice. Or maybe just someone to tell me I’m an idiot.”

He smiles softly and, he hopes, encouragingly, Well, I’ll see what I can do. He tucks his legs up so to sit cross-legged on his bed and leave some room for Summer to sit down.

She plops down on the end of the bed and puts her face in her hands. “Remember a while ago … I — you were telling me someone would come along who would see me and …” She trails off.

“Do you know a knight named Mordred?”

Summer peers around the door, looking for Merlin. “Merlin, can I sit with you?” Her eyes are a little red; she seems tired.

wordlesswarlock:

Merlin shoves his spell book under his pillow in a panic and relaxes as he sees Summer in the doorway. He nods and gestures for her to come in. Are you alright? You seem a bit… off. 

“I — I don’t know, actually. I … I think I need some advice. Or maybe just someone to tell me I’m an idiot.”

Summer: *hands Merlin a bowl of ice cream and steals his bed*
Merlin: *stares at her in confusion*
Summer: What? I can’t bring you ice cream?
Merlin: -Of course you can. I’m just confused as to why. And how…-
Summer: How is easy. You aren’t the only one who can …*wiggles her fingers* I cheated. Why … *shrugs* I … asked Gaius some things.
Merlin: *raises an eyebrow* -What kinds of things?-
Summer: *doesn’t look at him* Your past.
Merlin: *closes his eyes for a moment and reopens them* -What exactly did he tell you about my past?-
Summer: Freya.
Merlin: *cringes and sighs* -Look, why were you asking Gaius about Frey–about her?-
Summer: Eat that before it melts. Because — I needed to know, okay, Merlin, I needed to understand you.
Merlin: *looks at the ice cream and puts it on the side* -I’m not very hungry…- *sighs* -What is there to understand? I fell in love with a girl, she died, and I’m not back on my feet yet. It’s only been a few months.-
Summer: I didn’t know any of that.
Merlin: -I thought I told you, but I guess I didn’t.-
(Merlin: *glaring daggers at [mun] for being forgetful and accidentally making him forgetful*)
Summer: I brought the ice cream to apologise.
Merlin: -Thanks…-
Summer: I’ve been awful to you and I didn’t even know.
Merlin: -It’s fine. You haven’t been awful, and you did apologize, which is more than I get from a lot of people.- *takes a small bite of the ice cream*
Merlin: *lying about it being fine*
Summer: *looks down at her hands* Please don’t lie to me.
Merlin: *sighs* -Look, it’s nothing I can’t handle.-
Summer: *flaring* Obviously! That’s totally not the point. The point is I’m an idiot, and I’m sorry, and you don’t have to pretend to me that it’s okay.
Merlin: -You’re not an idiot; you just made a mistake. There’s a difference. And I’ve forgiven you, because you didn’t mean to hurt anyone. And what do you want me to do? There are lots of things that aren’t okay about losing her. It’s not okay that it hurts to think about her. It’s not okay that I can’t stand to see roses or strawberries because they remind me of her. It’s not okay, but I deal with it, just like I always do.-
Summer: *looks down at her hands again* I want you to tell me everything. I want — I want to make it better the /right/ way instead of trampling all over you.
Merlin: *freezes and shakes his head* -I can’t–I can’t do that. I’m sorry, but I can’t. Don’t worry about it.-
Summer: Maybe not now. Maybe not even in a week, a month — you have to talk about it some time. You can’t just keep it bottled up inside you, you’ll burst.
Merlin: -I’ll be fine. I can handle this. I always have.-
Summer: Stop lying to me!
Merlin: -I’m not lying this time! I’ve had to handle things like this by myself, except for Gaius, for a while now. If I didn’t, I would have been executed already!-
Summer: What does your being in love have to do with the *wiggles her fingers again*
Merlin: -… She was cursed, and she died at Arthur’s hand.-
Summer: … he didn’t say that part.
Merlin: -I’m surprised. It’s one of the few things I thought he knew about her. I’ve never spoken to Gaius about this, not fully.-
Summer: I guess he didn’t think that part was my business.
Merlin: *shrugs* -Or he thought it was my place to tell it.-
Summer: I guess so.
Merlin: -What did he tell you, exactly?-
Summer: *twists her hands together* He sees a lot more about you than you give him credit for, I think. He said … I asked him, about your past, about you coming here, and he told me a little, about how you became Arthur’s manservant and all, and then he said I should be gentle with you, because you had a great hurt inside you. So I asked him why, and he said there had been someone you had loved greatly, and she was gone.

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*collapses under the weight of all those stars*

*weakly* flatterer.

Not a flatterer. A flattENer, maybe, with you collapsing, but not a flatterer. I really am grateful that I followed you. If I hadn’t, I wouldn’t know one of the most amazing people in my life. At the risk of sounding cheesy, when I’m with you, Tennessee feels like it could be home.

… I’m speechless.