Uh...Well...This Is...Awkward (Morgana)

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though you were pretty with your fall-colored hair
i couldn't kiss you because i was scared

Casting a furtive look around him, Merlin tip-toed up the stairs and into Morgana's chambers, a boquet of wildflowers in his hand guilty expression on his face. Right, just push open the door, take the three steps inside, put the flowers on the table, take the three steps back out and run for his life. No one would ever know who had left the flowers and no one would ever guess it was him, though, if Morgana ever worked it out, he just might have to kill himself. Given, with Uther as king, the effort really wasn't necessary.

He raised a hand to her door and instead of knocking, he pushed in gentle on the wood, technically breaking and entering into the Lady Morgana's chambers.

His plan was simple: leave the flowers and run like mad, but nothing in life could ever be simple for Merlin. Everything had to explode into a situation much more complicated with decisions and consequences and dragons who knew the future. Why? Well, he hadn't quite worked that out yet.

so i'm sorry for the awkward goodbye
nothing ever helps me out i'm an awkward guy

WORD COUNT: ehh
LISTENING TO: nothing
LYRICS CREDIT: Awkward Guy - Danger Bees
NOTES: copied and pasted the start of this thread from the one I wrote about a month ago that didn't get used, hope that's okay with the admins.
TAGGED: Morgana

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Morgana was feeling tried. Her nightmares weren't getting any easier to bare and her sleeping habits weren't getting any better. As to why Gaius' remedies didn't work, she wasn't sure. She trusted him fully and took the medicine every night with hopes that each new bottle would be the one that carried the perfect liquid to ease her sleep. The day hadn't come yet. She wondered if it ever would. Gaius was bound to find the perfect cure someday.

The faint sound of the door being pushed open caught Morgana's slight attention while she was looking out the window, however she didn't look in the door's direction. There was a beautiful aroma of fresh flowers that filled the room and it made her smile. The only person who ever brought her flower or brought flowers into her room form others was Guinevère, so she assumed it was her. "I didn't think you would be back so soon, Gwen." Morgana admitted as she kept looking out her window the was just angled enough for not to be able to see who was standing there. "No matter," She started as she turned from the window, her back to the door as she headed to her changing screen. "I guess I can have a little morning stroll before meeting Uther for lunch." Morgana planned out her day as she got out of her night gown. "Tell me, is the weather warm today?" She asked.

(suckish. I can edit it I need be)

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though you were pretty with your fall-colored hair
i couldn't kiss you because i was scared

“I didn’t think you would be back so soon, Gwen.”

Merlin froze. Torn between the, well, unnoticed view he was getting of the king’s ward’s…considerable…backside, and the almost unquenchable urge to turn and run for his life, Merlin dropped the flowers to the floor and his mind was soon flying down the cooridoor at an all-out run, but his feet stood rooted to the ground. And so, as his short list of options narrowed, Merlin did the stupid thing, as usual, and was soon drooling.

She moved and Merlin’s senses kicked into a better gear as he reached down, plucked the flowers from the ground in one swift movement and stood up to face what was coming to him, but the woman was gone. Instead, he heard her voice from behind…the screen…

Ohmerciful… beings of great power in the sky.

His face was bright red and he felt himself break out in a sweat as he clutched the stems of his gift. He hadn’t even the time to think about how this so wasn’t going as planned. Merlin had always come off as pure, chaste-minded and relatively unmotivated by any hardcore physical attractions other than that of an innocent schoolboy, but this was…so unexpected he still wasn’t quite sure what hit him.

Finally, something came home to him.

He was Gwen. No, he was quite sure he wasn’t Gwen. But Morgana thought he was, and if she found out he wasn’t, and if Uther found out, he’d be executed, hang the magic! If his virgin eyes so much as glimpsed skin too far down Morgana’s neck, he’d be food for the dogs and she…now he was being asked a question. No! He couldn’t—but no one could ever know!

“Oh yes, quite warm.” He promised, raising his voice to a squeaky false-setto.

so i'm sorry for the awkward goodbye
nothing ever helps me out i'm an awkward guy

WORD COUNT:
LISTENING TO:
LYRICS CREDIT: Awkward Guy - Danger Bees
NOTES: Nah, it's fine. Mine sucks.
TAGGED: Morgana

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Morgana laughed lightheartedly at the sound of Gwen's voice. "Not coming down with a cold, now, are you Gwen?" She kept laughing as she got ready to change. That was good, about the weather. It was beautiful in the morning in the forests. It made her feel so relaxed and happy... it was usually when she would go to her father's grave, it made her feel close to him.

"Would you give me my robes?" Usually Gwen was more on the ball about things but Morgana couldn't blame her friend. She picked her clothes and handed them to her, not that Morgana herself was unable to pick her own gowns and dress herself but it was one of the many things Gwen was there for.

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though you were pretty with your fall-colored hair
i couldn't kiss you because i was scared

He nearly panicked at this. A cold? He clutched at his throat, dropping his bouquet to the floor. His voice! Right, he was either going to get it a lot higher pitched or say as little as possible. As he already knew the former was impossible, he nodded and squeaked, in the back of his throat:

“Mhm.”

Pick up her clothing? A shiver ran through him and he wiped his sweaty palms against his coat as he stupidly bent to retrieve his wildflowers, only to set them securely down on her…what was a square carved something that he could only assume was furniture. Arthur had several very similar things in his chambers that he made Merlin clean daily, so he drew some sort of recognition. Moving forward to what…well, it was something that Arthur called a wardrobe, Merlin’s fingers moved almost subconsciously toward her green dress, the garment he loved seeing her in most, no matter what manner of painful death Uther would order for him, if he ever found out what was running through Merlin’s mind.

He moved forward, tripped and flung the dress over the screen as quickly as he could, before scrambling back.

so i'm sorry for the awkward goodbye
nothing ever helps me out i'm an awkward guy

WORD COUNT:
LISTENING TO:
LYRICS CREDIT: Awkward Guy - Danger Bees
NOTES: Nah, it's fine. Mine sucks.
TAGGED: Morgana

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Slipping into her undergarment — which was basically just a small dress — Morgana waited behind the screen for Guinevère to give her her gown. Morgana did not know how Gwen did it, but she always chose the right dress for the right day, it was amazing enough that she could choose just one out of the variety in the waredrobe. A quick tumbling sound came to ear before her dress was thrown over the screen carelessly. The Lady Morgana was startled by this, quickly running around the screen. "Gwen, are you alrigh—" She stopped with a gasp. It wasn't Guinevère that stood before her, it was Merlin!

Morgana quickly reached for her gown and held it against herself to hide herself from him. "What on Earth are you doing here!" She questioned in a loud tone. "Where's Gwen?" She demanded. Wasn't she just there a moment ago? Or had Morgana been talking to Merlin this whole time?

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though you were pretty with your fall-colored hair
i couldn't kiss you because i was scared

If Merlin’s face had been glowing red before, it was positively burning by now. If he had felt terrified before, he was now feeling something akin to having all the wolves of hell chasing after him. If he had liked (as much as he hated to admit it to himself) the…view of Morgana before, this was one hundred times more intense.

And scandalous…if Uther ever found out…

It was certainly fortunate that Merlin’s brain was too preoccupied thinking about other things to contemplate what Uther would do to him if he ever found out about…this…

“I…er…I mean…uhh…uhhh…” He looked down, studying his feet and trying desperately not to panic and run. He felt quite light-headed, then he took a deep, gasping breath, realizing that he had not been breathing for the past minute or so.

“I…I…I don’t know.” He finally managed, speaking to his boots. He broke out in a sweat and he wanted to run more than anything in the world at that moment, but he felt that if he had to, even if his life depended on it, it wouldn’t be able to rip his feet from the floor. He stood there stupidly for a moment more, not even having the presence of mind to wonder what manner of death would be prepared for him if Uther or one of his henchmen spontaneously entered the room. Instead, a new pressure was mounting, on top of stress related to seeing her in nothing but a chemise.

The flowers. He can come here to give them to her…er, to leave them where she would find them, but now…faced with the task, it was much more difficult than he had anticipated.

Forcing his arm forward in an almost robotic gesture, he unceremoniously shoved the bouquet at her.

“I…wanted to give these to…um…you.”

so i'm sorry for the awkward goodbye
nothing ever helps me out i'm an awkward guy

WORD COUNT: 325
LISTENING TO:
LYRICS CREDIT: Awkward Guy - Danger Bees
NOTES: Sorry for the wait.
TAGGED: Morgana

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Merlin was a babbling mess infront of her. Morgana held tightly at the fabric of her dress to hide herself from him. Perhaps resigning to the cover of the screen would be a start but the Lady Morgana wished to see the servant as she demanded answers from him. His shadowed face turned scarlet and his stuttering was getting agressif. He wasn't answering her questions. He was barely able to put a sentence together! Morgana was going to temperaly put him out of his misery by asking him to leave for a moment but he shoved somthing in her face. Flowers. Oh, the Lady was a sucker for flowers. These were not very exotic but they were lovely all the same. Reajusting her hands on her dress so she could free one, she took the flowers from Merlin and looked at them for just a few seconds.

"Merlin." She started, looking up at him. "Please wait outside." Here eyes dropped back to the flowers. "And I expect you to still be out there when I go looking." Her eyes shot back up at him.

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though you were pretty with your fall-colored hair
i couldn't kiss you because i was scared

Oh...brilliant.

He was in trouble now and he knew it. In fact, he was already imagining what his gravestone would say:

Here lies Merlin. Village Idiot. Peeping Tom. Stalker. Worse Servant Ever.

Turning around, even though his brain was exploding with possibly even more fearful than he had been before, or when he stood face-to-face with barely-dressed Morgana. And yet his feet were only too happy to carry him out of her chambers at a trot. Stopping just outside her chambers, he shrunk into a crevice along the opposite wall, huddling into his nook, never wanting to be seen by human or supernatural eyes again.

He hadn't meant to--he wasn't...Morgana was gorgeous and he felt his stomach swoop every time he saw her, but he had had no intent to walk in on her dressing. All he had wanted to do was leave anonymous flowers for her---nothing more!

With a frustrated moan, Merlin shrank even further, crumbling into a sitting position.

so i'm sorry for the awkward goodbye
nothing ever helps me out i'm an awkward guy

WORD COUNT:
LISTENING TO:
LYRICS CREDIT: Awkward Guy - Danger Bees
NOTES:
TAGGED: Morgana

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Merlin dashed outof the chambers but Morgana did relax her tight hold o her clothes. She stood watching the door for a moment as if she were making sure that he was not going to peer back in at any second. Looking down again at the flowers, she felt perplexed. The aroma was intoxicating and she understood why he would pick such flowers. But as much of a sucker she was for flowers she could not fall for Merlin nor let him on with error.
Morgana sighed and put the flowers down on the table before turning to go change behind her shade.

Usually Gwen would do up the back of her dress, so it took a little longer thanit usually did for her to get dressed. Once she was done everything, the Lady opened the door. "Come back in, Merlin" She said, barely paying attention to his present state. She walked over to the table and picked up the flowers again but this time she was going to find them some water.

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though you were pretty with your fall-colored hair
i couldn't kiss you because i was scared

Her voice floated out to him when he heard her door reopen and he felt himself double over even further in terror. "Come back in, Merlin"? To him, it rather sounded like instructions to step up onto the gallows, not the request to re-enter her room. Still, he had not disobeyed a direct order from her before and he was not about to start now. His mind screaming at him, he forced his muscles to work and he rose, slowly trudging back to her door.

His face was still red as an autumn sunset and his eyes were downcast, his entire being embarrassed beyond repair. His voicebox seemed broken, but somehow, he managed to croak out one word.

"M'lady..."

Then he stared determinedly at the floor, not being humanly or magically capable of doing anything more.

so i'm sorry for the awkward goodbye
nothing ever helps me out i'm an awkward guy

LYRICS CREDIT: Awkward Guy - Danger Bees

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Morgana emptied some of the water Gwen had set for her this morning in her pitcher, into a vase so she could place the beautiful, simple flowers in it before they went too thirsty. She placed them nicely on her dresser next to the window for the sunlight to get to the plants while she heard Merlin walk back in. Morgana went to close the door once he was in and then went around to face him — though his head was down. "Merlin," she started, "I should have you thrown in the stocks or the dungeons — at the very least that's what Uther and Arthur would do to you. Invading my chambers. Preteneding to be my maid servant. Remaining in the roo while I undressed! Seeing me barely clothed!" She paused and looked at his hidden face.

"Uther would have your head, Arthur would be throwing a fit and would be looking fir a new servant... But I am not as cruel as them. I like you, Merlin. Like a brother or a dear friend. Even if I did feel anything more... I can't be with you... It wouldn't be right." It would be regarded as incorrect for nobilty to be with a servant. Morgana turned back to the flowers and smiled. "And you're lucky; I absolutely adore flowers." Her fragile fingers caressed a petal.

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though you were pretty with your fall-colored hair
i couldn't kiss you because i was scared

Merlin moaned and covered eyes. Yes, he knew and hearing it verbalized from her only made it ten times worse. Why did he have to be such an idiot?! Come to think of it, he spent the greater part of his days hiding in closets, wardrobes, crevices, under beds, behind screens and spying on people. The difference was that he hadn't meant to watch Morgana....undress and re-dress, it had just sort of happened and he hadn't been able to get away in time. Her comment about her thinking of him as a brother made his heart plummet, even though he had not entertained very concrete thoughts...he knew they could never...she...

And with that, his mouth finally started working.

"I'm s-sorry. I just...putting flowers in your room...didn't think you'd be here...couldn't leave without being rude...couldn't...went from bad to worse...didn't mean....I....I..."

Merlin rarely lost his words like this and rarer still, did he still the honest, innocent truth, rather than coming up with speed of light lies rolling fresh off his tongue. Here, for Morgana, the woman who could have his execution carried out with the snap of her fingers, was standing here telling him that she was not cruel enough to watch him kick the bucket.

He might as well be set to the flames. His entire being wanted to die of embarrassment.

so i'm sorry for the awkward goodbye
nothing ever helps me out i'm an awkward guy

LYRICS CREDIT: Awkward Guy - Danger Bees

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