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Yuletide Party! - By the Dorms, Monday Dusk Till Dawn

Between the dorms and preserve, a moderately sized--if only because dragging over more wood than was already stockpiled nearby was far too much work--fire was lit as the sun set and the longest night of the year began. In the main lobby and by the fire there were much larger supplies of spiced cider and ale.

...look, people in ye olde times really liked to get drunk and light things on fire. It was a time honored tradition.

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"Owain should meet people, yes," Merlin replied seriously. "He'd like that."

"So you can make them see how much of a mother you are," Arthur said, seriously. "Fussy. Charming." That last part was probably intended to sound more sarcastic than it did.

"Charming, huh?" Merlin asked, grinning wide at Arthur's neck.

"Shut up," Arthur told him. "I didn't mean it all..." What was the word. "...just shut up." Weak.

"You think I'm charming,"

"I thought I told you to shut up."

The harder you deny, Arthur...

"Charming," Merlin crooned, clinging off Arthur's shirt for support.

"Insufferable brat," Arthur groaned, pulling tighter on his arm. "Don't fall into the fire."

"I won't." Merlin, kissing Arthur in public wasn't the best idea.

No, it wasn't. Which Arthur realised about three beats into kissing him back. "...It's bit--" Beat. "...isn't it?"

"Yes?" Merlin asked cheerfully, kissing him one more time quickly. "I--need more ale."

"...There are people," Arthur settled on. "Get me some as well."

Someone had to be the responsible one, here.

"Alright!"

Merlin was just going to stumble his way on over there. Look, he wasn't exactly coordinated sober either.

No, he was the clumsiest idiot Arthur had ever met.

Arthur blinked fuzzily at his pocket, which was still lighting up. "Fine," he muttered, scrambling around in it, "...bloody magic. I don't know why I'm keeping you."

Yes, he said that to the phone. Somehow, it had taken on a life of its own, much like the owl.

OWAIN WAS WONDERFUL.

And deserved another mouse. Merlin should get him a mouse.

But at the moment he only had two cups of spiced cider. As that was the less alcoholic choice. "Baaaaack!"

Arthur looked up from his phone, and stared for a moment. "...You want to film it."

The parts about loving him were still percolating in his soaked and be-daddy-issued head, thank you. "You are really pissed."

Merlin blinked a few times. "Effy said you could with your phone."

A beat.

"I'm not pissed!"

"You want to put you naked on my phone?" Arthur, do not go there. "You are. Sloshed, like an old chambermaid at..." At? "Something chambermaids do."

"...not with you they don't."

"Sloshed," he repeated, because that was the sane path of conversation. Nobody needed to know about him losing his on-girl virginity with one in the most embarassing way ever and he refused to get drunk enough to talk bout that. "...We could stay in bed."

He was, however, drunk enough to say that.

More blinking there. "...really?"

"Well, perhaps not the entirety of our lives," Arthur said, thinking hard, "But I can make people bring us breakfast."

Merlin dropped the cider and grabbed Arthur by his jacket. "'s okay. Jus' want you."

"You dropped some," Arthur pointed out. Pointlessly. "...we should go somewhere."

Drunken confessions that made his insides wibble? All right. But in public?

"'kay," Merlin muttered, still clinging on him. Because maybe standing without swaying was a bit difficult.

Yuletide Party! - By the Dorms, Monday Dusk Till Dawn

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