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happy birthday, millionstar!!!
Happy Birthday, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
millionstar!
I wish you all the best in life, strong health, a lot of happiness, and to get to touch that sexy bastard. Well, both of them. :D
So, I had this brilliant idea that I'd give you a fic for your birthday. So I started writing. And then I hit a block. So, I have the main part of the fic done, but it's not done completely, because it's missing a dose of fluff that I just need to put in there before posting the whole work.
But because your birthday is today, I'm going to post here what I have written. I hope you'll enjoy it at least a bit. :)
Untitled (for now)
pairing: Merlin/Arthur
rating: PG
genre: mpreg
“Hi,” Merlin says, sitting in an armchair.
There’s something very off about him. It’s in his posture, the not quite smile.
“Hi. How was your day?” Arthur asks.
He sits down on a couch and loosens his tie.
“Good. Yours?”
That’s definitely too short answer.
“Fine. We’re close to finishing the project.”
Arthur watches Merlin carefully, wondering if he should ask about whatever is bothering his boyfriend. He doesn’t have to as Merlin starts on his own.
“There’s something I need to tell you,” Merlin says, pausing and taking a deep breath. “I’m pregnant.”
“What?” Arthur mouths, barely audible.
“It wasn’t planned. I didn’t do it for money. I won’t even list you as a father if you ask me to. I’ll be out of your hair in a few days. Mum will help me with everything.”
He’s trembling, silent tears streaming down his face.
“What the fuck?” Arthur swears, standing up. “Do you think so little of me?”
“I know you feel responsible, but I don’t want to hold you back.”
“Are you insane? Do you think our relationship is just a game?”
“It’s not like you ever told me you love me, so you don’t have to keep up the facade,” Merlin says, still not meeting Arthur’s eyes.
“I…” Arthur starts.
He remembers their shared kisses, warm touches, lazy Sunday mornings. Merlin’s whispered words of love while Arthur clutched him closer, kissed him harder. Why did he never say the simple sentence? He thought it so many times. He was convinced Merlin knew, that Arthur’s actions conveyed it all. He was so wrong.
He falls to his knees, slots himself in between Merlin’s legs that part for him automatically.
“I love you,” he says.
“Don’t…”
“I love you,” Arthur says firmly, finally managing to make Merlin look at him.
“But... I’m nobody. Your family...”
“You’re my family.” He leans in to press a kiss to Merlin’s belly. “Both of you,” he murmurs against the thin fabric of Merlin’s t-shirt.
Merlin tangles his fingers in Arthur’s hair, letting out a shaky breath. Arthur wraps his arms around Merlin’s waist and leans his head against his belly, enjoying Merlin’s gentle petting.
millionstar!I wish you all the best in life, strong health, a lot of happiness, and to get to touch that sexy bastard. Well, both of them. :D
So, I had this brilliant idea that I'd give you a fic for your birthday. So I started writing. And then I hit a block. So, I have the main part of the fic done, but it's not done completely, because it's missing a dose of fluff that I just need to put in there before posting the whole work.
But because your birthday is today, I'm going to post here what I have written. I hope you'll enjoy it at least a bit. :)
Untitled (for now)
pairing: Merlin/Arthur
rating: PG
genre: mpreg
“Hi,” Merlin says, sitting in an armchair.
There’s something very off about him. It’s in his posture, the not quite smile.
“Hi. How was your day?” Arthur asks.
He sits down on a couch and loosens his tie.
“Good. Yours?”
That’s definitely too short answer.
“Fine. We’re close to finishing the project.”
Arthur watches Merlin carefully, wondering if he should ask about whatever is bothering his boyfriend. He doesn’t have to as Merlin starts on his own.
“There’s something I need to tell you,” Merlin says, pausing and taking a deep breath. “I’m pregnant.”
“What?” Arthur mouths, barely audible.
“It wasn’t planned. I didn’t do it for money. I won’t even list you as a father if you ask me to. I’ll be out of your hair in a few days. Mum will help me with everything.”
He’s trembling, silent tears streaming down his face.
“What the fuck?” Arthur swears, standing up. “Do you think so little of me?”
“I know you feel responsible, but I don’t want to hold you back.”
“Are you insane? Do you think our relationship is just a game?”
“It’s not like you ever told me you love me, so you don’t have to keep up the facade,” Merlin says, still not meeting Arthur’s eyes.
“I…” Arthur starts.
He remembers their shared kisses, warm touches, lazy Sunday mornings. Merlin’s whispered words of love while Arthur clutched him closer, kissed him harder. Why did he never say the simple sentence? He thought it so many times. He was convinced Merlin knew, that Arthur’s actions conveyed it all. He was so wrong.
He falls to his knees, slots himself in between Merlin’s legs that part for him automatically.
“I love you,” he says.
“Don’t…”
“I love you,” Arthur says firmly, finally managing to make Merlin look at him.
“But... I’m nobody. Your family...”
“You’re my family.” He leans in to press a kiss to Merlin’s belly. “Both of you,” he murmurs against the thin fabric of Merlin’s t-shirt.
Merlin tangles his fingers in Arthur’s hair, letting out a shaky breath. Arthur wraps his arms around Merlin’s waist and leans his head against his belly, enjoying Merlin’s gentle petting.
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How sweet are you, dear?! And what a gorgeous, tender fic - I love the way you write mpreg, it's always so wonderful. I can't wait to read the finished product! <333
And I shall do my best to touch as many sweaty Englishmen as I can next month haha! ;)
<333